The Beauties of Ancient Poetry: Intended as a Companion to the Beauties of English PoetryE. Newbery and J. Wallis, 1794 - 204 Seiten |
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... charms . From Glafton came a lerned wight , Full bent to marr her fell despight , And will he did , I ween : Sich mifchief never had been known , And , fince his mickle lerninge shown , Sich mischief ne'er has been . He chauntede out ...
... charms . From Glafton came a lerned wight , Full bent to marr her fell despight , And will he did , I ween : Sich mifchief never had been known , And , fince his mickle lerninge shown , Sich mischief ne'er has been . He chauntede out ...
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... charms - can draw , That grac'd his mistress true ; Such charms the old world feldom faw , Nor oft I ween the new . Her raven hair plays round her neck , Like tendrils of the vine ; Her cheeks red dewy rofe buds deck , Her eyes like ...
... charms - can draw , That grac'd his mistress true ; Such charms the old world feldom faw , Nor oft I ween the new . Her raven hair plays round her neck , Like tendrils of the vine ; Her cheeks red dewy rofe buds deck , Her eyes like ...
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... nobly free , Her foul beam'd in her face . In deftin'd hour young Sutherland Beheld the beauteous maid ; Her beauty could his youth withstand , Such beauty fo array'd ? O Ah , no ! her charms , by Virtue dreft SELECT ANCIENT POEMS . 145.
... nobly free , Her foul beam'd in her face . In deftin'd hour young Sutherland Beheld the beauteous maid ; Her beauty could his youth withstand , Such beauty fo array'd ? O Ah , no ! her charms , by Virtue dreft SELECT ANCIENT POEMS . 145.
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... charms , by Virtue dreft , Did feize the hero's heart ; He lov'd , he courted , he was bleft- Death only could them part : - Nor that long time ! -Lift to my tale , A tale of love and woe ; If pity in your breast prevail , Lift , and a ...
... charms , by Virtue dreft , Did feize the hero's heart ; He lov'd , he courted , he was bleft- Death only could them part : - Nor that long time ! -Lift to my tale , A tale of love and woe ; If pity in your breast prevail , Lift , and a ...
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... charm confeft -- Then broke the charm , -and rush'd away . Too foon in few - but deadly words , Some flying ftraggler breath'd to tell , That in the foremoft ftrife of fwords The young , the gallant Edgar fell . She preft to hear- fhe ...
... charm confeft -- Then broke the charm , -and rush'd away . Too foon in few - but deadly words , Some flying ftraggler breath'd to tell , That in the foremoft ftrife of fwords The young , the gallant Edgar fell . She preft to hear- fhe ...
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Amyntas awaye babe bofom brave bonny chearful cheek Colma comes the better Cophetua cry'd Cumnor Cumnor Halle daye dear doth earl of Murray Edom faft faid fair Annet Fair Emmeline fair lady fave fayd faye fcorne feene feldome comes feven fhall fhalt fhee fide figh figh'd fight flaine fleede fome foon forrow foul ftill ftream fuch fweet fworde gaye Gilderoy Gordon grone hath heart horfe houſe king knight lady ladye Lancelott little Muſgrave lord Barnard loue lov'd maid manye Marion Mary Ambree maun mayde mayden Murray muſt ne'er never nut-browne bride o'er old cap owre praye prince quoth reft rofe rove ſhall ſhe ſhee ſhould teares thee thefe thoſe thou thouſand thro thy love tow're true love unto weene whofe wind young courtier youth
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Seite 41 - The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love.
Seite 83 - Lord Thomas was buried without kirkwa, Fair Annet within the quiere, And o the tane thair grew a birk, The other a bonny briere. And ay they grew, and ay they threw, As they wad faine be neare; And by this ye may ken right weil 'They were twa luvers deare.
Seite 41 - The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle...
Seite 42 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy- buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee and be thy love.
Seite 102 - As there had been none such. My Muse doth not delight Me as she did before; My hand and pen are not in plight, As they have been of yore. For reason me denies This youthly idle rhyme; And day by day to me she cries, "Leave off these toys in time.
Seite 53 - His cheek was redder than the rose ; The comeliest youth was he ; But he is dead and laid in his grave ; Alas, and woe is me ! " " Sigh no more, lady, sigh no more ; Men were deceivers ever ; One foot on sea and one on land, To one thing constant never...
Seite 196 - AN old song made by an aged old pate, Of an old worshipful gentleman, who had a great estate, That kept a brave old house at a bountiful rate, And an old porter to relieve the poor at his gate ; Like an old courtier of the queen's, And the queen's old courtier.
Seite 80 - No, I will tak my mither's counsel, And marrie me owt o hand;' And I will tak the nut-browne bride, Fair Annet may leive the land." Up then rose Fair Annet's father, Twa hours or it wer day, And he is gane into the bower Wherein Fair Annet lay. "Rise up, rise up, Fair Annet," he says, "Put on your silken sheene; Let us gae to St.
Seite 46 - For whereas twenty men were wont To wait with bended knee: She gave allowance but to ten, And after scarce to three; Nay, one she thought too much for him; So took she all away, In hope that in her court, good king, He would no longer stay. Am I rewarded thus, quoth he, In giving all I have Unto my children, and to beg For what I lately gave?
Seite 197 - With an old falconer, huntsman, and a kennel of hounds, That never hawked, nor hunted, but in his own grounds, Who, like a wise man, kept himself within his own bounds, And when he dyed gave every child a thousand good pounds; Like an old courtier, &c.