The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies, Hero and Leander, Lycus the Centaur, and Other PoemsLongman, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green, 1827 - 222 Seiten |
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... wither'd leaves to ravish from the tree , Or crumbling battlements for thy defeat ? Think but what vaunting monuments there be Builded in spite and mockery of thee . - XXII . " O fret away the fabric walls of MIDSUMMER FAIRIES . 11.
... wither'd leaves to ravish from the tree , Or crumbling battlements for thy defeat ? Think but what vaunting monuments there be Builded in spite and mockery of thee . - XXII . " O fret away the fabric walls of MIDSUMMER FAIRIES . 11.
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... thee from thy honey prize- If ever thy sweet son sat on thy thighs , And wooed thee from thy careful thoughts within To watch the harmless beauty of his eyes , Or glad thy fingers on his smooth soft skin , For Love's dear sake , let us ...
... thee from thy honey prize- If ever thy sweet son sat on thy thighs , And wooed thee from thy careful thoughts within To watch the harmless beauty of his eyes , Or glad thy fingers on his smooth soft skin , For Love's dear sake , let us ...
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... thee , whose duty Or spite it is to havoc and to slay : Too many a lovely race raz'd quite away , Hath left large gaps in life and human loving : Here then begin thy cruel war to stay , - And spare fresh sighs , and tears , and groans ...
... thee , whose duty Or spite it is to havoc and to slay : Too many a lovely race raz'd quite away , Hath left large gaps in life and human loving : Here then begin thy cruel war to stay , - And spare fresh sighs , and tears , and groans ...
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... all agape : But dost thou relish it ? O hoary chief ! Unclasp thy crooked fingers from my nape , And I will show thee many a pleasant scrape . ” XCIV . Then Saturn thus : -shaking his crooked blade MIDSUMMER FAIRIES . 47.
... all agape : But dost thou relish it ? O hoary chief ! Unclasp thy crooked fingers from my nape , And I will show thee many a pleasant scrape . ” XCIV . Then Saturn thus : -shaking his crooked blade MIDSUMMER FAIRIES . 47.
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... thee , Now menac'd by this tyrant's spoiling hand ; No one but thee can hopefully withstand That crooked blade , he longeth so to lift . I pray thee blind him with his own vile sand , Which only times all ruins by its drift , Or prune ...
... thee , Now menac'd by this tyrant's spoiling hand ; No one but thee can hopefully withstand That crooked blade , he longeth so to lift . I pray thee blind him with his own vile sand , Which only times all ruins by its drift , Or prune ...
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arms art thou beauty BEDFONT billows birds bloom blossoms blue breast breath bright brine Brooklets brow buds CENTAUR cheeks churl Circe clouds cold cowslips dark dead dear death deep delight dewy dost dream elfin elves Ev'n eyes face faint fair fairy fancy farewell fear fled flow'rs gaze gentle gloom golden gone grass green grief hair hand hast hath heart heav'n HERO AND LEANDER hollow kiss Leander leaves light lily lips live locks look'd looks Love's LYCUS magic Meanwhile melancholy mirth moon morn mortal Naiad night o'er pale pearls pity pluck'd poison'd Puck quoth Robin Goodfellow rose round Sappho Saturn scythe shade shadows shine sighs sing skies sleep smiles SONNET sorrow soul stamp'd Stept stream summer sweet tears thee thine things thou thought tree turn'd Twas warm wave weep wept Wherefore Whilst wild wind wings