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... told , or fafely feen , Directs its wanton motions fo , That it wounds more than Cupid's bow ; Gives Coolness to the matchlefs dame , Το every other breast a Flame ! EPIGRAM , WRITTEN IN A LADY'S TABLE - BOOK . [ 7 ]
... told , or fafely feen , Directs its wanton motions fo , That it wounds more than Cupid's bow ; Gives Coolness to the matchlefs dame , Το every other breast a Flame ! EPIGRAM , WRITTEN IN A LADY'S TABLE - BOOK . [ 7 ]
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... breast ! As I from that all former marks efface , And , uncontrol'd , put new ones in their place , So might I chase all others from her heart , And my own image in the ftead impart . But , ah ! how fhort the blifs would prove , if he ...
... breast ! As I from that all former marks efface , And , uncontrol'd , put new ones in their place , So might I chase all others from her heart , And my own image in the ftead impart . But , ah ! how fhort the blifs would prove , if he ...
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... breast , " Should Death divide thee from thy doting wife , " What comfort could be found in widow'd life ! " How the thought shakes me ! Heaven , my Strephon “ fave , " Or give the loft Arsenia half his grave ! " Jove heard the lovely ...
... breast , " Should Death divide thee from thy doting wife , " What comfort could be found in widow'd life ! " How the thought shakes me ! Heaven , my Strephon “ fave , " Or give the loft Arsenia half his grave ! " Jove heard the lovely ...
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... breast , or thy bright eyes o'erflow , At thefe imaginary scenes of woe ? Rather teach these to weep , and that to heave , At real pains themselves to thousands give ; And if fuch pity to feign'd love is due , Confider how much more you ...
... breast , or thy bright eyes o'erflow , At thefe imaginary scenes of woe ? Rather teach these to weep , and that to heave , At real pains themselves to thousands give ; And if fuch pity to feign'd love is due , Confider how much more you ...
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... breast to share With me the peaceful cot , and rural fare : A diff'rent fate should crown the bleft device , And change my desert to a Paradise ! * A town in Worcestershire , famous for coarse woollen manufacture . VERSES WRITTEN IN A ...
... breast to share With me the peaceful cot , and rural fare : A diff'rent fate should crown the bleft device , And change my desert to a Paradise ! * A town in Worcestershire , famous for coarse woollen manufacture . VERSES WRITTEN IN A ...
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ACERRA anſwer aſk beauty Berkhamsted BISHOP blifs boaſt bofom breaſt call'd ceaſe charms Clarinda Cloe cloſe courſe cries cry'd DEATH DEMOCRITUS Doctor doth drink Epig EPIGRAM FROM MARTIAL EPITAPH eyes fafe fage faid fair fame faſhion fate fatire fave fays fent fhall fighs firft foft fome Fool foon ftand ftill fuch fure Giles give heart HERACLITUS himſelf houſe huſband Joan John juſt Knave LADY laſt lefs Lord LORD COBHAM'S Lord Lansdowne lov'd LYCIDAS Metius Mouſe muft muſt MUTATIS MUTANDIS myrtle ne'er night numbers nymph o'er obferve paffion Phyfic pleaſe Poet poor Pope praiſe pray pride Procris quoth reaſon ſaid ſay ſhake ſhall ſhe ſhould ſkill ſpeak ſtate ſtill SUB JUDICE ſweet Tadlow Tatler tell thee thefe theſe thoſe thou thought Tranflator Twas verſes whofe whoſe wife yourſelf
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Página 71 - Live while you live, the Epicure would say, And seize the pleasures of the present day. Live while you live, the sacred Preacher cries, And give to God each moment as it flies.
Página 30 - EPIGRAM. You beat your pate, and fancy wit will come : Knock as you please, there's nobody at home.
Página 4 - Three poets in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn; The first in loftiness of thought surpassed, The next in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go, To make a third she joined the former two.
Página 5 - Flavia the least and slightest toy Can with resistless art employ. This Fan in meaner hands would prove An engine of small force in love ; But she, with such an air and mien, Not to be told or safely seen, Directs its wanton motions so, That it wounds more than Cupid's bow ; Gives coolness to the matchless dame, To every other breast a flame.
Página 19 - Nobles and heralds, by your leave, Here lies what once was Matthew Prior, The son of Adam and of Eve ; Can Bourbon or Nassau claim higher ? " But, in this case, the old prejudice got the better of the old joke.
Página 115 - ILov'd thee beautiful and kind, And plighted an eternal vow ; So alter'd are thy face and mind, 'Twere perjury to love thee now.
Página 88 - In bed we laugh, in bed we cry, And born in bed, in bed we die; The near approach a bed may show Of human bliss to human woe.
Página 22 - Radcliff ; was so ill, That other doctors gave me over : He felt my pulse, prescribed his pill, And I was likely to recover. " But when the wit began to wheeze, And wine had warmed the politician, Cured yesterday of my disease, I died last night of my physician.
Página 126 - And rather than do such a naughty affair, She became a fine laurel to deck the God's hair. The nymph was, no doubt, of a cold constitution; For sure to turn tree was an odd resolution!
Página 10 - Affure yourfelf, was loudly rated : And madam, getting up again, With her own hand the moufe-trap baited. On little things, as fages write, Depends our human joy or forrow : If we don't catch a moufe to-night, Alas ! no eye-brows for to-morrow.