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The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Volume 4
Volledige weergave - 1819
The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Volume 30
Ezekiel Sanford,Robert Walsh
Volledige weergave - 1822
The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Volume 2
Volledige weergave - 1819
appear beauty beneath bless'd bliss bloom boast bosom breast breathe bright bring charms dear delight ev'n face fair fame Fancy fate fields fire flame flow flowers fond Fortune gentle give glow gold grace green grove half hand hear heart Heaven hill hope hour kind live lov'd maid mind mournful Muse native Nature ne'er never nymph o'er once pain paint passion path peace plain pleasing pleasure praise pride race rise rose round rural scene scorn seat seen shade shine shore sigh sight smile soft song soon soul sound spring strain stream sure swain sweet taste tear tender thee thine thou toils tongue trees Twas vain vale virtue voice wealth wild winds wish youth
Pagina 289 - Whilom a twig of small regard to see, Though now so wide its waving branches flow ; And work the simple vassals mickle...
Pagina 181 - 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
Pagina 289 - Embower'd in trees, and hardly known to fame, There dwells, in lowly shed and mean attire, A matron old, whom we Schoolmistress name : Who boasts unruly brats with birch to tame; They grieven sore in piteous durance pent, Aw'd by the power of this relentless dame : And oft-times, on vagaries idly bent, For unkempt hair, or task unconn'd, are sorely shent.
Pagina 129 - Whoe'er has travell'd life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been, May sigh to think he still has found The warmest welcome at an inn.
Pagina 191 - Dawson, monarch of my heart, Think not thy death shall end our loves, For thou and I will never part. Yet might sweet mercy find a place, And bring relief to Jemmy's woes, O GEORGE, without a prayer for thee My orisons should never close.
Pagina 185 - The sweets of a dew-sprinkled rose, The sound of a murmuring stream, The peace which from solitude flows, Henceforth shall be Corydon's theme. High transports are shown to the sight, But...
Pagina 181 - Are the groves and the valleys as gay, And the shepherds as gentle as ours ? The groves may perhaps be as fair...
Pagina 289 - So doth it wanton birds of peace bereave, Of sport, of song, of pleasure, of repast; They start, they stare, they wheel, they look aghast...