The Cupid: a Collection of Love SongsPriv. print. for subscribers only at the Moray Press, 1891 - 171 pagina's |
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adore am'rous Anonymous Arms Beauty Blessing blest Bliss Blushes Breast bright Eyes Caelia Charmer Charms Cheeks Clarinda Cloe CONSTANT LOVER cou'd Creature cruel cry'd Cupid Damon Dart dear Delight Despair despise Disdain dy'd e'er ev'ry Eyes Fair false Fancy fantastick Fate fear Flame fond Fool FRANK MURRAY frown gaze gentle give Grace Grief Grove happy Heart Heav'n Ianthe Joys kind Kiss languish Lips Looks Love Love's Lover Maid Mind MORAY PRESS mournful move ne'er never Night numbered Nymph o'er Pain Passion Phillis Pity Pleasure poor Pow'r Pride Prithee Raptures Scorn Shade Shepherd shou'd sigh'd Sighs Sight Slave Smart Smiles soft SONG II SONG VIII SONG XI Soul Strephon Swain sweet Sylvia Tears tell tender TENDER LOVER thee thou Thoughts thousand Torment Treasure trembling Twas twill Vows warm Whilst Whining wish wou'd wound young Youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 102 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Pagina 72 - My dear Mistress has a heart Soft as those kind looks she gave me ; When, with love's resistless art, And her eyes, she did enslave me ; But her constancy's so weak, She's so wild and apt to wander, That my jealous heart would break Should we live one day asunder.
Pagina 65 - I'll try, And to revenge my slighted love, Will still love on, will still love on, and die! 285 When, kill'd with grief, Amyntas lies, And you to mind shall call The sighs that now unpitied rise, The tears that vainly fall: That welcome hour that ends this smart, Will then begin your pain; For such a faithful, tender heart Can never break, can never break in vain.
Pagina 20 - 'WAS when the seas were roaring With hollow blasts of wind, A damsel lay deploring. All on a rock reclined. Wide o'er the foaming billows She cast a wistful look ; Her head was crown'd with willows, That trembled o'er the brook.
Pagina 48 - Of mine increas'd their stream ? Or ask the flying gales, if e'er I lent one sigh to them ? But now my former days retire, And I'm by beauty caught, The tender chains of sweet desire Are fix'd upon my thought.
Pagina xxii - FAREWELL ungrateful traitor, Farewell my perjured swain; Let never injured creature Believe a man again. The pleasure of possessing Surpasses all expressing, But 'tis too short a blessing, And love too long a pain.
Pagina 77 - Blest as the immortal gods is he, The youth who fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee all the while Softly speak and sweetly smile.
Pagina 161 - Say, mighty Love, and teach my song To whom thy sweetest joys belong ; And who the happy pairs Whose yielding hearts, and joining hands, Find blessings twisted with their bands, To soften all their cares. Not the wild herd of nymphs and swains That thoughtless fly into thy chains, As custom leads the way: If there be bliss without design, Ivies and oaks may grow and twine, And be as blest as they. Not sordid souls of...
Pagina 74 - Let her own that her shepherd was true. Then to her new love let her go, And deck her in golden array, Be...
Pagina 29 - You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the rose is blown ? So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not design'd Th...