Westminster Drolleries: Both Parts, of 1671, 1672; Being a Choice Collection of Songs and Poems, Sung at Court & Theatres: with Additions Made by 'A Person of Quality.' Now First Reprinted from the Original Editions, Oplag 804Joseph Woodfall Ebsworth R. Roberts, 1875 - 132 sider |
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... souls out of one weaver . Such persons are not bidden to this wassail , but they will grumble and affect to feel scandalized . Dean Swift declared that a nice man is a man of nasty ideas . None but extremely fastidious people , secretly ...
... souls out of one weaver . Such persons are not bidden to this wassail , but they will grumble and affect to feel scandalized . Dean Swift declared that a nice man is a man of nasty ideas . None but extremely fastidious people , secretly ...
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... soul abhorred . Many a grave divine , thrust out of reading desk and pulpit by self - ordained Cob- blers and Infallibly Predestinated Agag - hewers , in- dulged himself in requital with the odium theologicum , and gibbeted Independents ...
... soul abhorred . Many a grave divine , thrust out of reading desk and pulpit by self - ordained Cob- blers and Infallibly Predestinated Agag - hewers , in- dulged himself in requital with the odium theologicum , and gibbeted Independents ...
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... will renew , For the souls do meet freely above . O A SONG call'd The Injur'd Lady . You powerful Gods , if I must be An injur❜d Offering to Loves Deity , Grant Grant my Revenge , this Plague on men , That Westminster - Drollery . 15.
... will renew , For the souls do meet freely above . O A SONG call'd The Injur'd Lady . You powerful Gods , if I must be An injur❜d Offering to Loves Deity , Grant Grant my Revenge , this Plague on men , That Westminster - Drollery . 15.
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... in me , Since my Soul is fled to thee ? You suppose because I walk , And you think talk , I therefore breath , alas , you know Shades as well as men do so . 2. You may argue I have heat , My pulses 2. You 18 Westminster - Drollery .
... in me , Since my Soul is fled to thee ? You suppose because I walk , And you think talk , I therefore breath , alas , you know Shades as well as men do so . 2. You may argue I have heat , My pulses 2. You 18 Westminster - Drollery .
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... soul in tears , When thou didst hardly mind it ? But rather added to my fears , When love should have declin'd it ; Which in this breast , I hope for rest , But now despair to find it . 4. O that I could but sound thy heart , And fathom ...
... soul in tears , When thou didst hardly mind it ? But rather added to my fears , When love should have declin'd it ; Which in this breast , I hope for rest , But now despair to find it . 4. O that I could but sound thy heart , And fathom ...
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Side lxxiv - PASSIONS are likened best to floods and streams. The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb. So, when affections yield discourse, it seems The bottom is but shallow whence they come ; They that are rich in words must needs discover, They are but poor in that which makes a lover.
Side viii - Dorinda's sparkling wit and eyes United cast too fierce a light, Which blazes high, but quickly dies, Pains not the heart, but hurts the sight. Love is a calmer, gentler joy, Smooth are his looks, and soft his pace, Her Cupid is a blackguard boy, That runs his link full in your face.
Side 50 - I saw a Peacock I SAW a peacock with a fiery tail I saw a blazing comet drop down hail I saw a cloud with ivy circled round I saw a sturdy oak creep on the ground I saw a pismire swallow up a whale I saw a...
Side xxiii - And Dryden, in immortal strain, Had raised the Table Round again,* But that a ribald King and Court Bade him toil on, to make them sport ; Demanded for their niggard pay, Fit for their souls, a looser lay, Licentious satire, song, and play ; The world defrauded of the high design, Profaned the God-given strength, and marr'd the lofty line.
Side viii - We cannot wish that any work or class of works which has exercised a great influence on the human mind, and which illustrates the character of an important epoch in letters, politics, and morals, should disappear from the world. If we err in this matter, we err with the gravest men and bodies of men in the empire, and especially with the Church of England, and with the great schools of learning which are connected with her. The...
Side lxviii - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Side 54 - 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...
Side xix - It was the practice in ancient Rome, during a great part of the month of February, to celebrate the Lupercalia, which were feasts in honour of Pan and Juno, whence the latter deity was named Februata, Februalis, and Februlla. On this occasion, amidst a variety of ceremonies, the names of young women were put into a box, from which they were drawn by the men as chance directed. The pastors of the early Christian church, who, by every possible means...
Side 54 - You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light, You common people of the skies; What are you when the moon shall rise?
Side 96 - That which the world miscalls a jail, A private closet is to me : Whilst a good conscience is my bail, And innocence my liberty : Locks, bars, and solitude, together met, Make me no prisoner, but an anchoret.