Elegant Extracts: Or, Useful and Entertaining Pieces of Poetry, Selected for the Improvement of Young Persons: Being Similar in Design to Elegant Extracts in Prose ...T. Longman, 1796 - 1008 Seiten |
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... Still we went coupled , and infeparable . Fond youthful Friendship . Celia . Oh my poor Rofalind , whither wilt thou go ? Wilt thou change fathers ? I will give thee mine . I charge thee , be not thou more griev'd than I am . Rofalind ...
... Still we went coupled , and infeparable . Fond youthful Friendship . Celia . Oh my poor Rofalind , whither wilt thou go ? Wilt thou change fathers ? I will give thee mine . I charge thee , be not thou more griev'd than I am . Rofalind ...
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... Still did I tell him it was vile and bad . [ was mad Abbess . And therefore came it that the man The venom clamours of a jealous woman Poifon more deadly than a mad dog's tooth . It feems , his fleeps were hinder'd by thy railing : And ...
... Still did I tell him it was vile and bad . [ was mad Abbess . And therefore came it that the man The venom clamours of a jealous woman Poifon more deadly than a mad dog's tooth . It feems , his fleeps were hinder'd by thy railing : And ...
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... Still a - repairing ; ever out of frame , And never going right , being a watch , But being watch'd , that it may ftill go right ? Ill Deeds often done for the Sake of Fame . A giving hand , though foul , fhall have fair praife- But ...
... Still a - repairing ; ever out of frame , And never going right , being a watch , But being watch'd , that it may ftill go right ? Ill Deeds often done for the Sake of Fame . A giving hand , though foul , fhall have fair praife- But ...
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... Still climbing trees in the Hefperides ? Subtle as Sphinx ; as sweet and musical As bright Apollo's lute , ftrung with his hair : And when love fpeaks , the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony . Never durft poct ...
... Still climbing trees in the Hefperides ? Subtle as Sphinx ; as sweet and musical As bright Apollo's lute , ftrung with his hair : And when love fpeaks , the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony . Never durft poct ...
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... still art blood ! Let's write good angel on the devil's horn ; - ' Tis not the devil's creit . A Simile on the Prefence of the beloved Object . -O Heavens ! Why does my blood thus mufter to my heart , Making both it unable for itself ...
... still art blood ! Let's write good angel on the devil's horn ; - ' Tis not the devil's creit . A Simile on the Prefence of the beloved Object . -O Heavens ! Why does my blood thus mufter to my heart , Making both it unable for itself ...
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Seite 715 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom, Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.
Seite 622 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. I am no orator, as Brutus is, But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man That love my friend, and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.
Seite 714 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade, And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
Seite 548 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine ; And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
Seite 621 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Seite 619 - Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point ? ' Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow : so indeed he did. The torrent...
Seite 620 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Seite 570 - Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide.
Seite 683 - ... there is all Nature cries aloud Through all her works). He must delight in virtue ; And that which He delights in must be happy. But when ? or where ? This world was made for Caesar — I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them.
Seite 548 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.