 Grew sweet to sense, and lovely to the eye, 'Till at the last a cruel spoiler came, Cropt this fair rose, and rifled all its sweetness, Then cast it like a loathsome weed away.  Bell's British Theatre - Pagina 78geredigeerd door - 1797Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | British drama - 1804 - 954 pagina’s
...Transplanted her into your own fair garden, Where the sun always shines. There long she flourished, Grew sweet to sense, and lovely to the eye ; Till...last a cruel spoiler came, Cropt this fair rose, and rillrd all its sweetness Then cast, it, like a loathsome weed, away. Acast. You talk to rrvu in parables.... | |
 | 1804 - 268 pagina’s
...Transplanted her into yonr own fair garden, Where the snn always shines. There long she flonrished, Grew sweet to sense, and lovely to the eye, Till at the last a crnel spoiler came, Cropt this fair rose, and rifled all its sweetnefs, Then cast it like a loathsome... | |
 | 1804 - 510 pagina’s
...the sun always shines. There long she ffourished, Grew sweet to sense, and lovely to the eye ; Til¡ at the last a cruel spoiler came, Cropt this fair rose, and rilled all its sweetness, Then east it, like a loathsome weed, away. Acast. You talk to me in parables,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 376 pagina’s
...Transplanted her into your own fair garden, Where the sun always shines: there long she flourish'd, Grew sweet to sense, and lovely to the eye, Till, at the last, a cruel spoiler came, Cropp'd this fair rose, and rifled all its sweetness, Then cast it like a loathsome weed away. Acast.... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 362 pagina’s
...melancholy view in which Chamont considers his sister, in those beautiful lines : -Long she flourish'd, Grew sweet to sense, and lovely to the eye. Till at...sweetness, Then cast it like a loathsome weed away.' On the contrary, she who has observed the timely cautions I gave her and lived up to the rules of modesty,... | |
 | 1811 - 718 pagina’s
...Transplanted her into your own fair garden, Where the sun always shines. There long »he flourished, buy her love, And conquered kings my factors. Now...world — An empty circle, since the jewel's gone, I am no wordy man; Fine speeches are the instruments of knaves, Of fools, that use them, when they... | |
 | British drama - 1811 - 712 pagina’s
...Transplanted her into your own fair garden, Where the sun always shines. There long she flourished, Grew sweet to sense, and lovely to the eye; 'Till...loathsome weed, away. Acast. You talk to me in parables, Cliaraont. You may have known, that I am no wordy man; Fine speeches are the instruments of knaves,... | |
 | DR. JOHNSON - 1812 - 480 pagina’s
...Transplanted her into your own fair garden, Where the sun always shines : There long she flourish'd, Grew sweet to sense, and lovely to the eye, 'Till at the last a cruel spoiler came, Cropp'd this fair rose, and rifled all its sweetness, Then cast it like a loathsome weed away. Acas.... | |
 | David Erskine Baker - 1812 - 492 pagina’s
...friend, poor ' Miss Zara fell into the hands of ' the aforesaid poetical ravisher, ' Aaron, who " Crop'd this fair rose, and rifled all its sweetness, " Then cast it, like a loathsome weed, an'ay — QfTniy'i Orph. " that is, in plain prose, pilfered " the copy ; and, the better to " conceal... | |
 | Thomas Otway, Thomas Thornton - 1813 - 420 pagina’s
...Transplanted her into your own fair garden, Where the sun always shines: there long she flourished, Grew sweet to sense, and lovely to the eye; Till at...spoiler came, Cropt this fair rose, and rifled all it's sweetness, Then cast it, like a loathsome weed, awayx^ Acast. You talk to me in parables, Cnamont;... | |
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