Songs of Society, from Anne to Victoria

William Davenport Adams
Pickering and Company, 1880 - 234 pagina's
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Pagina 7 - Before you pass th' imaginary sights Of Lords, and Earls, and Dukes, and garter'd Knights, While the spread Fan o'ershades your closing eyes; Then give one flirt, and all the vision flies. Thus vanish sceptres, coronets, and balls, And leave you in lone woods, or empty walls.
Pagina 101 - There, when the sounds of flute and fiddle Gave signal sweet in that old hall Of hands across and down the middle, Hers was the subtlest spell by far Of all that...
Pagina 128 - Breathes on his aching fists in vain, And dooms me to a place more hot. He sees me in to supper go, A silken wonder by my side, Bare arms, bare shoulders, and a row Of flounces, for the door too wide. He thinks how happy is my arm 'Neath its white-gloved and jewelled...
Pagina 28 - Without one cloud of strife or sorrow, And when the God to whom we pay In jest our homages to-day, Shall come to claim no more in jest. His rightful empire o'er thy breast, Benignant may his aspect be, His yoke the truest liberty ; And if a tear his power confess, Be it a tear of happiness. It shall be so. The Muse displays The future to her votary's gaze ; Prophetic rage my bosom swells — I taste the cake — I hear the bells ! From Conduit street the close array Of chariots barricades the way,...
Pagina 37 - A LETTER OF ADVICE FROM Miss MEDORA TREVILIAN, AT PADUA, TO Miss ARAMINTA VAVASOUR, IN LONDON. JOU tell me you're promised a lover, My own Araminta, next week ; Why cannot my fancy discover The hue of his coat and his cheek? Alas ! if he look like another, A vicar, a banker, a beau, Be deaf to your father and mother, My own Araminta, say
Pagina xvii - 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 74 - Or I am much mistaken. Must Lady Jenny frisk about, And visit with her cousins? At balls must she make all the rout, And bring home hearts by dozens?
Pagina 102 - Lieutenant of the County. But titles, and the three per cents., And mortgages, and great relations, And India bonds, and tithes, and rents, Oh what are they to love's sensations? Black eyes, fair forehead, clustering locks Such wealth, such honours, Cupid chooses He cares as little for the Stocks, As Baron Rothschild for the Muses.
Pagina 36 - Your pinners set right, your twitcher tied on, Your prayers at an end, and your breakfast quite done, Retire to some author improving and gay, And with sense like your own, set your mind for the day. At twelve you may walk, for at this time...
Pagina 107 - I'll say; Indeed, I was half broken-hearted For a week, when they took you away. Fond fancy brought back to my slumbers Our walks on the Ness and the Den, And echoed the musical numbers Which you used to sing to me then. I know the romance, since it's over, 'Twere idle, or worse, to recall; I know you're a terrible rover; But Clarence, you'll come to our Ball!

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