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APHRA BEHN bard beauty blest brave breast breath bright Charles CHARLES HOPKINS charms court dear death delight despair divine dost doth Dryden dull e'er earth EDMUND WALLER eyes fair fame fantastick fate favour fear fire flame flow fond fool fourty days GEORGE FARQUHAR GEORGE STEPNEY glory grace grave grief happy hast heart Heaven honour hopes John JOHN VANBRUGH joys kind king labour live Lord lover mighty mind Muse NAHUM TATE NATHANIEL LEE ne'er never night noble numbers nymph o'er pain Phillis pleasure Poems poet praise rage rise Scott seem'd sense shade shew shine sighs sing soft SONG sorrow soul Splendid Shilling sweet tears thee things THOMAS OTWAY THOMAS SHADWELL thou thoughts Twas verse vex'd vext virtue voice Walter Moyle Walter Scott Whilst William winds wine wise youth
Seite 78 - Thrice holy fount, thrice holy fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; Come, and thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing.
Seite 357 - While Butler, needy wretch, was yet alive. No generous patron would a dinner give : See him, when starved to death, and turned to dust, Presented with a monumental bust. The poet's fate is here in emblem shown : He asked for bread, and he received a stone.
Seite 79 - Chase from our minds the infernal foe, And peace, the fruit of love, bestow; And, lest our feet should step astray, Protect and guide us in the way; Make us eternal truths receive And practise all that we believe. Give us thyself, that we may see The Father and the Son by thee. Immortal honour, endless fame, Attend the...
Seite 291 - 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. Believe not what the landmen say, Who tempt with doubts thy constant mind: They'll tell thee, sailors when away In every port a mistress find. Yes, yes, believe them when they tell thee so, For thou art present wheresoe'er I go.
Seite 100 - But now our fears tempestuous grow And cast our hopes away; Whilst you, regardless of our woe, Sit careless at a play: Perhaps permit some happier man To kiss your hand, or flirt your fan — With a fa, la, la, la, la.
Seite 203 - For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.
Seite 98 - To all you ladies now at land We men at sea indite; But first would have you understand How hard it is to write: The Muses now, and Neptune too, We must implore to write to you — With a fa, la, la, la, la.
Seite 101 - In justice you cannot refuse To think of our distress, When we for hopes of honour lose Our certain happiness ; All those designs are but to prove Ourselves more worthy of your love. With a fa, &c.
Seite 114 - The crowding waves gush with impetuous rage Resistless, overwhelming ; horrors seize The mariners; Death in their eyes appears, They stare, they lave, they pump, they swear, they pray...