...violets, Stealing and giving odour." I mention these things to shew, as I think, that pleasures are not " like poppies spread , You seize the flower, its bloom is shed ; Or like ihe snow-fall in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever ; Or like the borealis race, That...

...way wi' pleasure : Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victoriouS. But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower,...shed; Or like the snow-falls in the river, A moment white—then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or...

...the great Scottish Theocritus, in the following exquisitely beautiful accumulation of similes : " But pleasures are like poppies spread — You seize the flower, its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white, then melts for ever; Or like the Borealis race, That Jlit...

...glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victorious. But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or, like the snow-falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or, like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or, like the rainbow's...

...regrets ? The evanescent nature of such gratifications is fully adequate to produce this effect, for Pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower,...shed; Or like the snow-falls in the river, A moment white—then melts for ever ; Or like the borealis race, That flits ere you can point their place;...

...a better instance of this than the following passage from Tarn d' Shanter : — ' But pleasures arc like poppies spread, "' You seize the flower, its bloom is shed ; ' Or, like the snow falls in the river, ' A moment white — then melts for ever ; ' Or, like the Borealis race, '...

...alone, generally comes into the world with a heart melting at every fictitious distress. Goldsmith. But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower,...snow-falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever. Burnt. MELTING CONE, in assaying, a hollow cone of brass or cast iron, into which melted...

...needed not the spectacles of books to read nature; he looked inwards, and found her there. Dryden. cvm. Pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower,...snow-falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's...

...not the spectacles of books to read nature; he looked inwards.and found herthere. — Dry den. cvm. Pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower,...snow-falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's...

...Theodonui. Hear how the birds, on every bloomy spray, With joyous musick wake the dawning day. Pope. ߣ "< 1829 Printed for T. Tegg" Curtis Thomas" Thomas Cur Burn». One spot exists — which ever blooms, Even in that deadly grove. Byron. Bride of A bydia....