Specimens of the British Poets ...W. Suttaby, 1809 |
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Side 6
... keep me free from either ill ! I See there is no sort Of things that live in grief , Which at some time may not resort , Whereas they find relief . The chaced deer hath soil , To cool him in his heat ; The ass , after his weary toil ...
... keep me free from either ill ! I See there is no sort Of things that live in grief , Which at some time may not resort , Whereas they find relief . The chaced deer hath soil , To cool him in his heat ; The ass , after his weary toil ...
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... keep . How happy are all other living things , Which , though the day disjoin by several flight , The quiet evening yet together brings ; And each returns unto his Love at night ! O , thou that art so courteous else to all , Why ...
... keep . How happy are all other living things , Which , though the day disjoin by several flight , The quiet evening yet together brings ; And each returns unto his Love at night ! O , thou that art so courteous else to all , Why ...
Side 28
... the lady of the May . THE SHEPHERD'S ADDRESS TO HIS MUSE . GOOD muse , rock me asleep With some sweet harmony : This weary eyes is not to keep Thy wary company . Sweet love , begone a while , Thou seest my ( 28 ) ANONYMOUS Page.
... the lady of the May . THE SHEPHERD'S ADDRESS TO HIS MUSE . GOOD muse , rock me asleep With some sweet harmony : This weary eyes is not to keep Thy wary company . Sweet love , begone a while , Thou seest my ( 28 ) ANONYMOUS Page.
Side 54
... keep the rushie lake , Where none do fishes take , Bind up the locks the which hang scatterd light , And in his waters , which your mirror make , Behold your faces as the crystal bright , That when you come whereas my love doth lie , No ...
... keep the rushie lake , Where none do fishes take , Bind up the locks the which hang scatterd light , And in his waters , which your mirror make , Behold your faces as the crystal bright , That when you come whereas my love doth lie , No ...
Side 62
... keep , That sacred Peace may in assurance reign , And timely Sleep , when it is time to sleep , May pour his limbs forth on your pleasant plain ; The whiles an hundred little winged Loves , Like divers - fethered doves , Shall fly and ...
... keep , That sacred Peace may in assurance reign , And timely Sleep , when it is time to sleep , May pour his limbs forth on your pleasant plain ; The whiles an hundred little winged Loves , Like divers - fethered doves , Shall fly and ...
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Alma beauteous beauty Blouzelind breast breath bright Castara charms Cupid dear death delight Dick doth e'er eccho ring Eclogue Emma eyes face fair fame fancy fate fear flame flowers gentle give goddess grace grief ground hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven honour Hymen king kiss light live lov'd lover Lubberkin Lucretius lute lyre maid MATTHEW PRIOR mighty mind Muse ne'er never NICHOLAS ROWE night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er Ovid pain Pallas passion pity plac'd plain pleasure poets praise pride queen rose shade shepherd shine sighs sight sing smile soft song SONNETS sorrow soul spide summer queen sung swain sweet tears tell Tereu thee thine things THOMAS PARNELL thought thrice Twas unto verse virtue ween Whilst winds wings wise woods youth
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Side 183 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear...
Side 189 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Side 14 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Side 180 - Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step and musing gait, And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes...
Side 223 - Far in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well : Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Side 186 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful jollity ; Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods and becks, and wreathed smiles.
Side 180 - But first, and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song, In her sweetest, saddest plight.
Side 163 - Thou dost drink, and dance, and sing, Happier than the happiest king. All the fields which thou dost see, All the plants, belong to thee ; All that summer hours produce, Fertile made with early juice; Man for thee does sow and plow; Farmer he, and landlord thou ! Thou dost innocently joy, Nor does thy luxury destroy.
Side 216 - Art she had none, yet wanted none, For Nature did that Want supply: So rich in Treasures of her Own, She might our boasted Stores defy: Such Noble Vigour did her Verse adorn, That it seem'd borrow'd, where 'twas only born.
Side 125 - 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?