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... hope so fair . But now what lamentations rend the skies ! In amaracine wreaths the virgin choir , With Io Hymen mingle funeral cries : Lost in the sorrows of the Lydian lyre , The breathing flutes ' melodious notes expire . In sad ...
... hope so fair . But now what lamentations rend the skies ! In amaracine wreaths the virgin choir , With Io Hymen mingle funeral cries : Lost in the sorrows of the Lydian lyre , The breathing flutes ' melodious notes expire . In sad ...
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... hope , feel thy bosom a gleam . In thine ear , clos'd for ever to choirs of the grove , May the ominous bird croak from evening ' till morn ; In crowds , shunn'd like pestilence , lone may'st thou rove , Pursued by the laugh and the ...
... hope , feel thy bosom a gleam . In thine ear , clos'd for ever to choirs of the grove , May the ominous bird croak from evening ' till morn ; In crowds , shunn'd like pestilence , lone may'st thou rove , Pursued by the laugh and the ...
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... hope delusive play'd around my heart , Yet still I linger'd , and was loth to part : I saw the partner of my early joy Lead on my blooming girl and sportive boy , Slow from the shore they scal'd the vessel's side , My little all launch ...
... hope delusive play'd around my heart , Yet still I linger'd , and was loth to part : I saw the partner of my early joy Lead on my blooming girl and sportive boy , Slow from the shore they scal'd the vessel's side , My little all launch ...
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... hope beguil'd ! Thus o'er my griefs an exile doom'd to sigh , No prospect brightens to my joyless eye ! The hapless land that gave these griefs to flow Affords no friend to soothe a stranger's woe . Perhaps , some breast that pants with ...
... hope beguil'd ! Thus o'er my griefs an exile doom'd to sigh , No prospect brightens to my joyless eye ! The hapless land that gave these griefs to flow Affords no friend to soothe a stranger's woe . Perhaps , some breast that pants with ...
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... Hope despondent sickens o'er thy tomb ; Tho ' Fancy cheers no more the opening scene , But vainly pictures what thou wouldst have been ; VOL . VI . D Yet while Remembrance bids our sorrows flow , ( Eternal 83 Epitaph.
... Hope despondent sickens o'er thy tomb ; Tho ' Fancy cheers no more the opening scene , But vainly pictures what thou wouldst have been ; VOL . VI . D Yet while Remembrance bids our sorrows flow , ( Eternal 83 Epitaph.
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Anacreon ANNA SEWARD Antistrophe bard beam beauties beneath blank verse bless blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright charms dark dear death delight dread e'er earth EPIGRAM Epode ev'ry fair fame fate feel fire Flagellum flame foes fond Genius gloom glory glow grace grief grove hand hast heart Heaven hope hour joys lov'd lyre maid mind Monody mourn Muse ne'er Needwood Forest night nymph o'er pain peace Pindar plain pleas'd pleasure Poem poetical praise pride proud quiver tips R. B. SHERIDAN rise round sacred scene scorn shade shore sigh skies sleep Small 8vo smile soft song SONNET sooth sorrows soul spirit spring strain Strophe sweet swell taste tears tempest Theatre Royal thee Theodore Edward Hook thine thou thro throne toil translation vale verse virtue wave weep wild wing youth
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Seite 525 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Seite 212 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer, Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike ; Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Seite 397 - COME, take up your hats, and away let us haste To the Butterfly's ball and the Grasshopper's feast ; The trumpeter Gadfly has summoned the crew, And the revels are now only waiting for you.
Seite 397 - See the children of earth, and the tenants of air, For an evening's amusement together repair. And there came the Beetle, so blind and so black, Who carried the Emmet, his friend, on his back; And there was the Gnat, and the Dragon-fly too, With all their relations, green, orange, and blue.
Seite 305 - He, who still wanting, tho' he lives on theft, Steals much, spends little, yet has nothing left: And He, who now to sense, now nonsense leaning, Means not, but blunders round about a meaning: And He, whose fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not Poetry, but prose run mad: All these, my modest Satire bade translate, And own'd that nine such Poets made a Tate.
Seite 9 - Through halls high domed, enriched with sculptured pride. While gay saloons appeared on either side, In splendid vista opening to her sight ; And all with precious gems so beautified, And furnished with such exquisite delight, That scarce the beams of heaven emit such lustre bright.
Seite 398 - Snail, with his horns peeping out from his shell, Came from a great distance — the length of an ell. A mushroom their table, and on it was laid A water-dock leaf, which a table-cloth made ; The viands were various, to each of their taste, And the Bee brought his honey to crown the repast. There, close on his haunches, so solemn and wise, The Frog from a corner looked up to the skies ; And the Squirrel, well pleased such diversion to see, Sat cracking his nuts overhead in a tree.
Seite 217 - All perishable ! like the electric fire, But strike the frame, and as they strike expire, Incense too pure a bodied flame to bear, Its fragrance charms the sense and blends with air.
Seite 216 - Phoebus darts his ray, Diffusive splendour gilds his votary's lay. Whether the song heroic woes rehearse, With epic grandeur, and the pomp of verse ; Or, fondly gay, with unambitious guile, Attempt no prize but favouring beauty's smile ; Or bear dejected to the lonely grove The soft despair of unpre vailing love — Whate'er the theme, through every age and clime Congenial passions meet th' according rime ; The pride of glory — pity's sigh sincere — Youth's earliest blush — and beauty's virgin...
Seite 327 - Tis, alas ! the truth we tell. Virgins, much, too much presuming On your boasted white and red, View us, late in beauty blooming, Number