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Página 60
... breath the coy virgin pursued , When his wifdom , in manner moft ample , expreft The long lift of the graces his godfhip poffeft , " I'm the god of sweet song , and infpirer of lays . " Nor for lays nor sweet song the fair fugitive ...
... breath the coy virgin pursued , When his wifdom , in manner moft ample , expreft The long lift of the graces his godfhip poffeft , " I'm the god of sweet song , and infpirer of lays . " Nor for lays nor sweet song the fair fugitive ...
Página 74
... breath'd the whole , O take to thine the Poet's foul ! If Fancy here her pow'r displays , Or if a Heart exalt thefe lays , You fairest in that Fancy fhine , And all that Heart is fondly thine . EPIGRAM * , BY DR . DODDRIDGE , ON HIS [ 74 ]
... breath'd the whole , O take to thine the Poet's foul ! If Fancy here her pow'r displays , Or if a Heart exalt thefe lays , You fairest in that Fancy fhine , And all that Heart is fondly thine . EPIGRAM * , BY DR . DODDRIDGE , ON HIS [ 74 ]
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... breath ; Nor let an eafy error be Charg'd with the name of cruelty . He heard her fenfe , her virtues told , And took her ( well he might ) for old * . EPIGRAM . BY THE SAME . THOSE epigrams you most commend That with a turn least ...
... breath ; Nor let an eafy error be Charg'd with the name of cruelty . He heard her fenfe , her virtues told , And took her ( well he might ) for old * . EPIGRAM . BY THE SAME . THOSE epigrams you most commend That with a turn least ...
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... THE SPANISH , BY THE SAME . FOR me my fair a wreath has wove , Where rival flowers in union meet ; As oft fhe kifs'd the gift of love , Her breath gave sweetness to the sweet . A bee within a damafk rofe Had crept , the L 3 [ 113 ]
... THE SPANISH , BY THE SAME . FOR me my fair a wreath has wove , Where rival flowers in union meet ; As oft fhe kifs'd the gift of love , Her breath gave sweetness to the sweet . A bee within a damafk rofe Had crept , the L 3 [ 113 ]
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... breath of May , Th ' ungrateful spoiler left his fting , And with the honey flew away . VERSES WRITTEN IN SYLVIA'S PRIOR . BY THE SAME . UNTOUCH'D by love , unmov'd by wit , I found no charms in Matthew's lyre , But , unconcern'd , read ...
... breath of May , Th ' ungrateful spoiler left his fting , And with the honey flew away . VERSES WRITTEN IN SYLVIA'S PRIOR . BY THE SAME . UNTOUCH'D by love , unmov'd by wit , I found no charms in Matthew's lyre , But , unconcern'd , read ...
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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.