The Poetical Works of John Gay: Including 'Polly', 'The Beggar's Opera' and Selections from the Other Dramatic WorkOxford University Press, H. Milford, 1926 - 700 páginas |
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am'rous Arachne arms Ballad beauty Beggar's Opera Bell beneath BERNARD LINTOT Blouzelind boast bosom breast British Museum charms chearful cheek Cloacina coach courser croud cry'd CUDDY dame damsel disdain dy'd e'er early editions Eclogues Epistle Ev'n ev'ry eyes Fables fair fame fate flame flies flow'rs Folio these lines Galanthis Gay's gen'rous glowing Goddess Gondibert grace hackney horse hand hath head heart heav'n honour Iolaus Isaac Reed JACOB TONSON John Gay Jove Lady lass Lintott LOBBIN CLOUT London Lubberkin maid mighty Miscellanies Mohocks Molly Muse ne'er night numbers nymph o'er passion pieces plain Poems Pope pow'r pray'r pride printed remainder roll round Second Edition shade shepherd shine show'r sighs skies song soul strains streams street swain sweet swelling Swift tears thee Theseus thou thro tongue Tonson town trembling Trivia Twas Underhill verse Virg volume winds wound youth
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Página 29 - Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
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Página 636 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Página xviii - REMOTE from cities liv'da swain, ./ . Unvex'd with all the cares of gain: /(', " His head was silver'd o'er with age, And long experience made him sage; In summer's heat and winter's cold, He fed his flock and penn'd the fold...
Página 236 - From nature too I take my rule, To shun contempt and ridicule. I never, with important air, In conversation overbear. Can grave and formal pass for wise, When men the solemn owl despise? My tongue within my lips I rein; For who talks much, must talk in vain.
Página 237 - Go on ; the height of good attain, Nor let a nation hope in vain : For hence we justly may presage The virtues of a riper age.
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Página 269 - I knew; Now grateful man rewards my pains, And gives me all these wide domains. At will I crop the year's increase; My latter life is rest and peace. I grant to man we lend our pains, And aid him to correct the plains; But doth not he divide the care, Through all the labours of the year? How many thousand structures rise, To fence us from inclement skies ! For us he bears the sultry day, And stores up all our winter's hay. He sows, he reaps the harvest's gain; We share the toil, and share the grain....
Página 274 - And from the deep-mouth'd thunder flies: She starts, she stops, she pants for breath; She hears the near advance of death ; She doubles to mislead the hound, And measures back her mazy round, Till, fainting in the public way, Half dead with fear she gasping lay. What transport in her bosom grew, When first the Horse appear'd in view! ' Let me, (says she) your back ascend, And owe my safety to a friend.
Página 53 - How pedlars' stalls with glitt'ring toys are laid, The various fairings of the country maid. Long silken laces hang upon the twine, And rows of pins and amber bracelets shine ; How the tight lass, knives, combs, and scissors spies, And looks on thimbles with desiring eyes. Of lott'ries next with tuneful note he told, Where silver spoons are won, and rings of gold.