The Poetical Works of Matthew Prior ...Bell and Daldy, 1866 |
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... raise , And , like Himself , communicate your joy . When to your native Heaven you shall repair , And with your presence crown the blessings there , Your lute may wind its strings but little higher , 31 To tune their notes to that ...
... raise , And , like Himself , communicate your joy . When to your native Heaven you shall repair , And with your presence crown the blessings there , Your lute may wind its strings but little higher , 31 To tune their notes to that ...
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... raise the feeble fires of aged love . Forc'd compliments and formal bows Will show thee just above neglect : The heat with which thy lover glows , Will settle into cold respect : A talking dull platonic I shall turn ; Learn to be civil ...
... raise the feeble fires of aged love . Forc'd compliments and formal bows Will show thee just above neglect : The heat with which thy lover glows , Will settle into cold respect : A talking dull platonic I shall turn ; Learn to be civil ...
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... raised himself , " says Mr. Walpole , " by his abilities and eloquence in the House of Commons , where he had the honour of being attacked , in conjunction with Lord Somers , and the satis- faction of establishing his innocence as ...
... raised himself , " says Mr. Walpole , " by his abilities and eloquence in the House of Commons , where he had the honour of being attacked , in conjunction with Lord Somers , and the satis- faction of establishing his innocence as ...
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... raise , On William's and Maria's praise : Nor want new subject for the song ; Nor fear they can exhaust the store ; Till Nature's music lies unstrung ; 60 70 Till thou , great God , shalt lose thy double pow'r ; And touch thy lyre , and ...
... raise , On William's and Maria's praise : Nor want new subject for the song ; Nor fear they can exhaust the store ; Till Nature's music lies unstrung ; 60 70 Till thou , great God , shalt lose thy double pow'r ; And touch thy lyre , and ...
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... raise ; But with my numbers mix my sighs : And whilst I sing Euphelia's praise , I fix my soul on Cloe's eyes . Fair Cloe blush'd : Euphelia frown'd : I sung and gaz'd : I play'd and trembled : And Venus to the Loves around Remark'd ...
... raise ; But with my numbers mix my sighs : And whilst I sing Euphelia's praise , I fix my soul on Cloe's eyes . Fair Cloe blush'd : Euphelia frown'd : I sung and gaz'd : I play'd and trembled : And Venus to the Loves around Remark'd ...
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arms banyshed battle of Landen beauteous beauty Belgia bless blest Boileau Bolingbroke bosom breast breath Britain charms Cloe Cloe's command cried crown'd Cupid darts dear death delight Derry dread Duke e'er Earl of Dorset earth Emma Emma's eyes fair fame fate favour fear fight flame France Gallic Ganymede George Rooke glorious glory goddess grace grene wode go grief hand happy hast heart Heaven Henry hero honour Jove king lady live Lord Lord Bolingbroke mankynde I love Marlborough master sword MATTHEW PRIOR Muse mynde Namur ne'er never night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er pain peace poem poet praise prince queen rage reign rove Sambre sav'd sighs sing smiles soft song sorrow tell thee things thou thought Torcy triumph Venus verse vex'd virtue vows weep William wound wretched write wyll youth
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Página 109 - tis his fancy to run. At night he declines on his Thetis's breast. So when I am wearied with wandering all day, To thee, my delight, in the evening I come; No matter what beauties I saw in my way, They were but my visits, but thou art my home.
Página 104 - Ah me ! the blooming pride of May And that of Beauty are but one : At morn both flourish, bright and gay, Both fade at evening, pale and gone.
Página 172 - Dear Thomas, did'st thou never pop Thy head into a tin-man's shop? There, Thomas, did'st thou never see ('Tis but by way of Simile !) A squirrel spend his little rage, In jumping round a rolling cage ? The cage, as either side...
Página 180 - I am the knyght ; I come by nyght, As secret as I can ; Sayinge, Alas ! thus standeth the case, I am a banyshed man.
Página 40 - In vain you tell your parting lover, You wish fair winds may waft him over. Alas! what winds can happy prove, That bear me far from what I love? Alas ! what dangers on the main Can equal those that I sustain, From slighted vows, and cold disdain?
Página 204 - Did I but purpose to embark with thee On the smooth surface of a summer's sea ; While gentle zephyrs play in prosperous gales, And fortune's favour fills the swelling sails ; 3»» But would forsake the ship, and make the shore, When the winds whistle, and the tempests roar...
Página 103 - explain This change of humour : pry'thee tell : That falling tear — what does it mean ?" She sigh'd : she smiled : and to the flowers Pointing, the lovely moralist said : " See ! friend, in some few fleeting hours, See yonder, what a change is made. " Ah me, the blooming pride of May, And that of Beauty are but one ; At morn both flourish bright and gay, Both fade at evening, pale, and gone.
Página 133 - Whate'er thy countrymen have done, By law and wit, by sword and gun, In thee is faithfully recited ; And all the living world that view Thy work, give thee the praises due, At once instructed and delighted. ' " Yet for the fame of all these deeds, What beggar in the Invalides, With lameness broke, with blindness smitten, Wished ever decently to die, To have been either Mezeray, Or any monarch he has written?
Página 240 - ... rolling threescore years and one Did round this globe their courses run, If human things went ill or well, If changing empires rose or fell, The morning past, the evening came, And found this couple still the same. They...
Página 44 - Our anxious pains we, all the day, In search of what we like, employ : Scorning at night the worthless prey, We find the labour gave the joy.