Roach's Beauties of the Modern Poets of Great Britain: Carefully Selected and Arranged in Six VolumesJ. Roach, 1792 |
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... fair maid's , ye belles ! as fair as you . These hollow fockets two bright orbs contain'd Where the loves fported , and in triumph reign'd : Here glow'd the lips ; there white as parian ftone , The teeth difpos'd in beauteous order ...
... fair maid's , ye belles ! as fair as you . These hollow fockets two bright orbs contain'd Where the loves fported , and in triumph reign'd : Here glow'd the lips ; there white as parian ftone , The teeth difpos'd in beauteous order ...
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... fair , ye thoughtless , and ye gay ! For Mira dy'd upon her nuptial day ! The grave , cold bridegroom ! clafp'd her in his arms And kindred worms deftroy'd her pleasing charms t . In yonder tomb the old Avaro lies ; ( Once he was rich ...
... fair , ye thoughtless , and ye gay ! For Mira dy'd upon her nuptial day ! The grave , cold bridegroom ! clafp'd her in his arms And kindred worms deftroy'd her pleasing charms t . In yonder tomb the old Avaro lies ; ( Once he was rich ...
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... fair one weeps ! the conscious tears Stand thick as dew drops on the bells of flow'rs : Honeft effufion ! the fwolen heart in vain Works hard to put a gloss on its distress + . * Beauty is vain , and often quickly fades ; Difeafe and ...
... fair one weeps ! the conscious tears Stand thick as dew drops on the bells of flow'rs : Honeft effufion ! the fwolen heart in vain Works hard to put a gloss on its distress + . * Beauty is vain , and often quickly fades ; Difeafe and ...
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... fair work ! Then all was well . Sound was the body , and the foul ferene * : Like two fweet inflruments ne'er out of tune , That play their several parts . Nor head , nor heart , Offer'd to ache ; nor was there cause they should , For ...
... fair work ! Then all was well . Sound was the body , and the foul ferene * : Like two fweet inflruments ne'er out of tune , That play their several parts . Nor head , nor heart , Offer'd to ache ; nor was there cause they should , For ...
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... fair fpot due time to prove its fweets , Or fum them up , when strait he must be gone , Ne'er to return again . — And must he go ? Can nought compound for the firft dire offence Of erring man ? Like one that is condemn'd , Fain would he ...
... fair fpot due time to prove its fweets , Or fum them up , when strait he must be gone , Ne'er to return again . — And must he go ? Can nought compound for the firft dire offence Of erring man ? Like one that is condemn'd , Fain would he ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Abelard arms beauteous befide Bertram bleffings blefs'd bleft blifs bofom breaft BRINKBURN Priory caft charms clofe dæmon death defire diff'rent duft Emma Emma's ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fair falfe fame fate fear fecret feek fhade fhall fhare fhine fhould fide fighs filence firft fkies flame fleep fmiling foft folemn fome fond fons foon forrow foul fpread frike ftands ftate fteps ftill ftream fuch fwain fweet grave guife heart Heaven Henry Hermit juft laft lefs loft lord lov'd maid manfion mankind mind mofs muft muſt ne'er night Northumberland Nut-brown Maid o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH paffion pain PERCY pleaſure pow'r praife pray'r pride raiſe Reafon reft rife rofe round tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thro toil tomb truth uſe virtue wand'ring Warkworth wealth weep Whilft whofe wretch young youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 55 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave. Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Seite 58 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Seite 14 - And while he sinks, without one arm to save, The country blooms — a garden and a grave. Where then, ah! where, shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride? If to some common's...
Seite 2 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Seite 16 - Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore ; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day ; Those matted woods where birds forget to sing, But silent bats in drowsy clusters cling...
Seite 60 - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Seite 5 - I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose : I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw...
Seite 24 - Now sunk the sun ; the closing hour of day Came onward, mantled o'er with sober...
Seite 38 - While low delights, succeeding fast behind, In happier meanness occupy the mind: As in those domes, where...
Seite 54 - Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.