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Pagina 44
... thee , Was a Syren of old , who sung under the sea ; And who often , at eve , thro ' the bright waters rov'd , To meet on the green shore , a youth whom she lov'd . ' " The beautiful allegorical design here commemorated was not ...
... thee , Was a Syren of old , who sung under the sea ; And who often , at eve , thro ' the bright waters rov'd , To meet on the green shore , a youth whom she lov'd . ' " The beautiful allegorical design here commemorated was not ...
Pagina 121
... ? When baith bent doun ower ae braid page , Wi ' a buik on our knee , Thy lips were on thy lesson , but My lesson was in thee . the feelings like the last bitter sob of a breaking ENGLISH CONVIVIAL SONG WRITERS . 121.
... ? When baith bent doun ower ae braid page , Wi ' a buik on our knee , Thy lips were on thy lesson , but My lesson was in thee . the feelings like the last bitter sob of a breaking ENGLISH CONVIVIAL SONG WRITERS . 121.
Pagina 123
... thee , How sweet and fair she seems to be . Or that exquisite ballad— It is not that I love you less , Than when before your feet I lay ; But to prevent the sad increase Of hopeless love , I keep away . * Then we have Carew , and ...
... thee , How sweet and fair she seems to be . Or that exquisite ballad— It is not that I love you less , Than when before your feet I lay ; But to prevent the sad increase Of hopeless love , I keep away . * Then we have Carew , and ...
Pagina 124
... thee , " and " Gather sweet Rose buds . " But our paper is not devoted to English song writers generally ; so we turn to that band of bards who have written convivial songs . We take it to be a general rule , that most great poets could ...
... thee , " and " Gather sweet Rose buds . " But our paper is not devoted to English song writers generally ; so we turn to that band of bards who have written convivial songs . We take it to be a general rule , that most great poets could ...
Pagina 129
... sides go bare , go bare , Booth foot and hande go colde ; But , belly , God send thee good ale inoughe , Whether it be new or olde ! 9 ⚫ A monk . I love no rost , but a nut - browne ENGLISH CONVIVIAL SONG WRITERS . 129.
... sides go bare , go bare , Booth foot and hande go colde ; But , belly , God send thee good ale inoughe , Whether it be new or olde ! 9 ⚫ A monk . I love no rost , but a nut - browne ENGLISH CONVIVIAL SONG WRITERS . 129.
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Pagina 385 - When a man's verses cannot be understood, nor a man's good wit seconded with the forward child, understanding, it strikes a man more dead than a great reckoning in a little room.
Pagina 124 - HE that loves a rosy Cheek, Or a coral Lip admires ; Or from star-like Eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires : As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away ! But a smooth and steadfast Mind, Gentle Thoughts, and calm Desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires ! Where these are not ; I despise Lovely Cheeks ! or Lips ! or Eyes...
Pagina 399 - O'er moor and mountain green, O'er the red streamer that heralds the day, Over the cloudlet dim, Over the rainbow's rim, Musical cherub, soar, singing, away ! Then, when the gloaming comes, Low in the heather blooms Sweet will thy welcome and bed of love be ! Emblem of happiness, Blest is thy dwelling-place — Oh, to abide in the desert with thee ! JAMES HOGG.
Pagina 303 - Mated with a squalid savage — what to me were sun or clime! I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time...
Pagina 123 - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.
Pagina 5 - And she went, and sat her down over against him a good way off, as it were a bowshot: for she said, Let me not see the death of the child. And she sat over against him, and lift up her voice, and wept.
Pagina 334 - But why do I talk of Death ? That phantom of grisly bone ? I hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems so like my own — It seems so like my own, Because of the fasts I keep ; Oh, God! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap...
Pagina 119 - And she may still exist in undiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St. Paul's.
Pagina 122 - FOLLOW a shadow, it still flies you, Seem to fly it, it will pursue. So court a mistress, she denies you, Let her alone, she will court you. Say are not women truly, then, Styled but the shadows of us men ? At morn and even shades are longest, At noon they are or short or none. So men at weakest, they are strongest, But grant us perfect, they're not known. Say are not women truly, then, Styled but the shadows of us men...
Pagina 266 - An Argument, proving, that according to the Covenant of Eternal Life, revealed in the Scriptures, Man may be translated from hence into that Eternal Life, without passing through Death, although the Human Nature of Christ himself could not be thus translated till he had passed through Death ; 1703.