The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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ACIS amorous amorous song arms Astolpho beauty beneath bless'd Blouzelind boast bosom breast bright Buxoma charms cheek Chloe cries crown'd dame damsel Daphnis DORIS dreadful Eclogue eyes fair faithless fame fate fear fire flame flies flow Goltho Gondibert grace grief grove hand haste hath hear heart heel I three honour JOHN GAY lass lips lord lovers Lubberkin maid MELAN morn mourn Muse ne'er night numbers nymph o'er passion plain POLYPHEMUS praise pride Quadrille rage rose round rove shade shepherd shine Sigebert sighs silvan sing smiles soft song sorrow soul sound spread stood Straight strains sung swain sweet Molly swell tears thee thine thou thought three times mark tongue trembling turn me thrice Turnham Green Twas Ulfinore verse Vex'd Virg virgin vows wanton warm ween wind wine wood youth
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Página 160 - O Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain; Let me kiss off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds ; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.
Página 53 - With my sharp heel I three times mark the ground, And turn me thrice around, around, around.
Página 89 - Our spurs are slacken'd from the horses' side ; For sure a civil host the house commands, Upon whose sign this courteous motto stands, ' This is the ancient Hand, and eke the Pen ; Here is for horses hay> and meat for men.
Página 185 - SHOCK'S fate I mourn ; poor Shock is now no more: Ye Muses ! mourn ; ye Chambermaids ! deplore. Unhappy Shock ! yet more unhappy fair, Doom'd to survive thy joy and only care. Thy wretched fingers now no more...
Página 48 - On the long plank hangs o'er the muddy pool, That stool, the dread of every scolding quean; Yet, sure a lover should not die so mean!
Página 28 - As one who, long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Página 234 - And shall I set thee on my hand no more, To see thee leap the lines, and traverse o'er My spacious palm ? Of stature scarce a span...
Página 64 - The mountebank now treads the stage, and sells His pills, his balsams, and his ague-spells; Now o'er and o'er the nimble tumbler springs, And on the rope the venturous maiden swings; Jack Pudding, in his party-coloured jacket, Tosses the glove, and jokes at every packet.
Página 159 - The cord slides swiftly through his glowing hands, And quick as lightning on the deck he stands. So the sweet lark, high poised in air, Shuts close his pinions to his breast If chance his mate's shrill call he hear, And drops at once into her nest : — The noblest captain in the British fleet Might envy William's lip those kisses sweet.
Página 40 - At every wake his nimble feats were shown. When in the ring the rustic routs he threw, The damsels' pleasures with his conquests grew ; Or when aslant the cudgel threats his head, His danger smites the breast of every maid, But chief of Marian.