Roach's Beauties of the Modern Poets of Great Britain: Carefully Selected and Arranged ...J. Roach, 1794 |
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... Selected and Arranged ... James Roach. Cruikshank , deb G Murray Sculp The Cotters Saturday Night . See Page 53 . shed by J.Ro ach , Woburn Street New Drury Theatre Royal 1795 . COTTERS SATURDAY NIGHT , by Robert Burne . THE BOWER.
... Selected and Arranged ... James Roach. Cruikshank , deb G Murray Sculp The Cotters Saturday Night . See Page 53 . shed by J.Ro ach , Woburn Street New Drury Theatre Royal 1795 . COTTERS SATURDAY NIGHT , by Robert Burne . THE BOWER.
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... we are tired : Said Gilpin so am I. See No 20 . LONDON Printed by & for I Roach , at the Britannia Printing Office . Woburn Sheet New Drury Theatre Proyal April 1.1795 . LENOX LIBRARY NEW YORK MOY WIN OLY AN ESSAY ON THE.
... we are tired : Said Gilpin so am I. See No 20 . LONDON Printed by & for I Roach , at the Britannia Printing Office . Woburn Sheet New Drury Theatre Proyal April 1.1795 . LENOX LIBRARY NEW YORK MOY WIN OLY AN ESSAY ON THE.
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... see ; Moft goodly it with pure imageree Was over - wrought , and fhapes of naked boyes , Of which some seem'd with lively jollitee To fly about , playing their wanton toyes , Whiles others did themselves embay in liquid joyes .. And ...
... see ; Moft goodly it with pure imageree Was over - wrought , and fhapes of naked boyes , Of which some seem'd with lively jollitee To fly about , playing their wanton toyes , Whiles others did themselves embay in liquid joyes .. And ...
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... See Sir Robert ! -hum- And never laugh for all my life to come ? Seen him I have , but in his happier hour Of Social Pleasure , ill exchang'd for Pow'r ; Seen him , uncumber'd with a venal tribe , Smile without art , and win without a ...
... See Sir Robert ! -hum- And never laugh for all my life to come ? Seen him I have , but in his happier hour Of Social Pleasure , ill exchang'd for Pow'r ; Seen him , uncumber'd with a venal tribe , Smile without art , and win without a ...
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... his arms hang idly round , His flag inverted trails along the ground ! Our youth , all liveried o'er with foreign gold ,. Before her dance ; behind her , crawl the Old ; Sca See thronging millions to the Pagod run , And offer [ 42 ]
... his arms hang idly round , His flag inverted trails along the ground ! Our youth , all liveried o'er with foreign gold ,. Before her dance ; behind her , crawl the Old ; Sca See thronging millions to the Pagod run , And offer [ 42 ]
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Página 22 - I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Página 2 - Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made. Joined to the prattle of the purling rills, Were heard the lowing herds along the vale, And flocks loud-bleating from the distant hills, And vacant shepherds piping in the dale : And now and then sweet Philomel would wail, Or stock-doves...
Página 24 - Furies, death and rage!" If I approve, "Commend it to the stage.
Página 59 - An honest man's the noblest work of God;' And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refin'd!
Página 13 - As when a shepherd of the Hebrid Isles*, Placed far amid the melancholy main, (Whether it be lone fancy him beguiles ; Or that aerial beings sometimes deign To stand embodied, to our senses plain) Sees on the naked hill, or valley low, The whilst in ocean Phoebus dips his wain, A vast assembly moving to and fro: Then all at once in air dissolves the wondrous show.
Página 36 - Bestia's from the throne. Born to no pride, inheriting no strife, Nor marrying discord in a noble wife, Stranger to civil and religious rage, The good man walk'd innoxious through his age. No courts he saw, no suits would ever try, Nor dar'd an oath, nor hazarded a lie.
Página 26 - And when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write ? what sin to me unknown Dipt me in ink, my parents', or my own?