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... tears confess her tortured mind ; The perjured youth unfurls his treacherous sails , And their white bosoms catch the swelling gales : " Be still , ye Winds ! ( she cries ) stay , Theseus , stay ; " But faithless Theseus hears no more ...
... tears confess her tortured mind ; The perjured youth unfurls his treacherous sails , And their white bosoms catch the swelling gales : " Be still , ye Winds ! ( she cries ) stay , Theseus , stay ; " But faithless Theseus hears no more ...
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... tears the barbed dart , A surer weapon strikes his throbbing heart : While that to raise his wounded brother tries , Death blasts his bloom , and locks his frozen eyes . The tender sisters bathed in grief appear , With sable garments ...
... tears the barbed dart , A surer weapon strikes his throbbing heart : While that to raise his wounded brother tries , Death blasts his bloom , and locks his frozen eyes . The tender sisters bathed in grief appear , With sable garments ...
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... tears the mother's anguish shows . Ye haughty fair ! your painted Fans display , And the just fate of lofty pride survey ; Though lovers oft extol your beauty's power , And in celestial similes adore ; Though from your features Cupid ...
... tears the mother's anguish shows . Ye haughty fair ! your painted Fans display , And the just fate of lofty pride survey ; Though lovers oft extol your beauty's power , And in celestial similes adore ; Though from your features Cupid ...
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... youth admires , And with fond look the smiling shade desires ; O'er the smooth lake with fruitless tears he grieves , His spreading fingers shoot in verdant leaves , Through his pale veins green sap now gently flows , 22 B. III . THE FAN .
... youth admires , And with fond look the smiling shade desires ; O'er the smooth lake with fruitless tears he grieves , His spreading fingers shoot in verdant leaves , Through his pale veins green sap now gently flows , 22 B. III . THE FAN .
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... tears was Cicely seen , Buxoma tore her pinners clean , In doleful dumps stood every clown , The parson rent his band and gown . 1 For me , when as I heard that Death Had snatch'd Queen Anne to El'zabeth , I broke my reed , and sighing ...
... tears was Cicely seen , Buxoma tore her pinners clean , In doleful dumps stood every clown , The parson rent his band and gown . 1 For me , when as I heard that Death Had snatch'd Queen Anne to El'zabeth , I broke my reed , and sighing ...
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ACIS amorous amorous song arms Astolpho beauty beneath bless'd Blouzelind boast bosom breast bright Buxoma charms cheek Chloe confess'd cries crown'd dame damsel Daphnis DORIS dreadful Eclogue eyes fair faithless fame fate fear fire flame flies flow Goltho Gondibert grace grove hand haste hath hear heart heel I three honour JOHN GAY lass lips lord lovers Lubberkin maid mark the ground MELAN morn mourn Muse ne'er night numbers nymph o'er passion plain POLYPHEMUS praise pride Quadrille rage rose round rove shade sharp heel shepherd shine Sigebert sighs silvan sing smiles soft song sorrow soul sound Straight strains sung swain sweet Molly swell tears thee thou three times mark tongue trembling turn me thrice Turnham Green Twas Ulfinore verse Vex'd Virg virgin vows wanton warm ween wind wood youth
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Página 160 - O Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain ; Let me kiss off that falling tear ; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds ; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.
Página 51 - Vermine, home I quickly sped, And on the Hearth the milk-white Embers spread. Slow crawl'd the Snail, and if I right can spell, In the soft Ashes mark'da curious L: Oh, may this wondrous Omen lucky prove! For L is found in Lubberkin and Love. With my sharp Heel I three times mark the Ground, And turn me thrice around, around, around.
Página 28 - As one who, long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms 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...
Página 64 - ... stalls with glittering 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.
Página 175 - Though seeming as the turtle kind. And like the Gospel true. If I and Molly could agree, Let who would take Peru ! Great as an emp'ror should I be, And richer than a Jew. Till you grow tender as a chick, I'm dull as any post : Let us like burs together stick, And warm as any toast.
Página 54 - pothecary's shop I went, And in love powder all my money spent: Behap what will, next Sunday, after prayers, When to the alehouse Lubberkin repairs, These golden flies into his mug I'll throw, And soon the swain with fervent love shall glow.
Página 174 - But she, insensible of that, Sound as a top can sleep. Hard is her heart as flint or stone, She laughs to see me pale, And merry as a grig is grown, And brisk as bottled ale. The God of Love at her approach Is busy as a bee. Hearts sound as any bell or roach, Are smit and sigh like me.
Página 101 - Tis the sublime that hurts the Critic's ease ; Write nonsense, and he reads and sleeps in peace. Were Prior, Congreve, Swift and Pope unknown, Poor slander-selling Curll would be undone. He who would free from malice pass his days, Must live obscure, and never merit praise.
Página 108 - China's the passion of her soul; A cup, a plate, a dish, a bowl, Can kindle wishes in her breast, Inflame with joy, or break her rest.
Página 159 - Oh ! where shall I my true love find ! Tell me, ye jovial sailors ! tell me true, If my sweet William sails among the crew.