The Works, in Verse and ProseR. and J. Dodsley, 1764 |
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The Works in Verse and Prose, of William Shenstone ..., Volume 1 William Shenstone Volledige weergave - 1791 |
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beauty becauſe beneath beſt bleft bloom bofom bow'r breaſt charms Clent Hill crown'd DAMON DELIA diftant diſcover diſplay ELEGY eſteem Ev'n ev'ry faid fair fame fancy fate fcene fcorn feat feems fenfe fhade fhall fhepherds fhew fhould fide figh fincere firſt flope flow'rs fmile focial foft fome fong fons foon foul friendſhip ftrain fuch fuperior fure fwain fweet fwell genius grace grove hill himſelf INGLORIUS lawn leaſt lefs lov'd lyre maid mind moffy moſt mournful mufe muft muſe muſt native numbers nymph o'er occafion paffions penfive perfon plain pleafing pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe prefent racter reafon rife rill rofe rural ſcene ſeems ſeen ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſkies ſmall ſmile SONG ſtream ſweet tafte taſte thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thro trees Twas underſtanding uſe virtue whofe whoſe WILLIAM SHENSTONE winding wiſh youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 193 - I have heard her with sweetness unfold How that pity was due to a dove, That it ever attended the bold ; And she call'd it the sister of love. But her words such a pleasure convey, So much I her accents adore, Let her speak, and whatever she say, Methinks, I should love her the more.
Pagina 192 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Pagina 196 - I have nothing to do but to weep. Yet do not my folly reprove ; She was fair — and my passion begun ; She smil'd — and I could not but love ; She is faithless — and I am undone.
Pagina 148 - Unfair defign, and ruthlefs deed ! Soon would the vine his wounds deplore, And yield her purple gifts no more ; Ah foon, eras'd from every grove ' . Were DELIA'S name, and STREPHON'S love.
Pagina 191 - To visit some far distant shrine, If he bear but a relique away, Is happy, nor heard to repine. Thus, widely remov'd from the fair, Where my vows, my devotion I owe ; Soft hope is the relique I bear, And my solace wherever I go.
Pagina 191 - But a sweet-brier entwines it around, Not my fields, in the prime of the year, More charms than my cattle unfold; Not a brook that is limpid and clear, But it glitters with fishes of gold.
Pagina 196 - Thus glide the foft numbers along, And he fancies no fhepherd his peer ; ——Yet I never mould envy the fong, Were not PHYLLIS to lend it an ear. Let his crook be with hyacinths bound, So PHYLLIS the trophy defpife ; Let his forehead with laurels be crown'd, So they fhine not in PHYLLIS'S eyes.
Pagina 197 - Alas ! from the day that we met, What hope of an end to my woes? When I cannot endure to forget The glance that undid my repose. Yet time may diminish the pain: The flower, and the shrub, and the tree, Which I rear'd for her pleasure in vain, In time may have comfort for me.
Pagina 11 - If the Author has hazarded, throughout, the use of English or modern allusions, he hopes it will not be imputed to an entire ignorance, or to the least disesteem of the ancient learning. He has kept the ancient plan and method in his eye, though he builds his edifice with the materials of his own nation.
Pagina 189 - What it is, to admire and to love, And to leave her we love and admire. Ah lead forth my flock in the morn, And the damps of each ev'ning repel ; Alas ! I am faint and forlorn : — I have bade my dear Phyllis farewel.