The Poetical Works of Matthew Prior, Volume 1

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Dell and Daldy Fleet Street, 1866
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Pagina 95 - 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.
Pagina 90 - 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.
Pagina 158 - 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...
Pagina 166 - I am the knyght ; I come by nyght, As secret as I can ; Sayinge, Alas ! thus standeth the case, I am a banyshed man.
Pagina 42 - 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?
Pagina 188 - 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 ; 3ĽĽ But would forsake the ship, and make the shore, When the winds whistle, and the tempests roar...
Pagina 89 - 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.
Pagina 117 - 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?
Pagina 232 - ... 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...
Pagina 46 - 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.

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