The chaplet, poems, partly original and partly selected1805 |
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... nymph so sweet ; Or fortune to her secret cell Conduct my wandering feet ! Gay lordlings sought her for their bride , But she would ne'er incline ; Prove to your equals true , she cry'd As I will prove to mine . ' Tis Strephon , on the ...
... nymph so sweet ; Or fortune to her secret cell Conduct my wandering feet ! Gay lordlings sought her for their bride , But she would ne'er incline ; Prove to your equals true , she cry'd As I will prove to mine . ' Tis Strephon , on the ...
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... nymph did like the scene appear , Serenely pleasant , calmly fair : Soft fell her words , as flew the air . With secret joy I heard her say That she would never miss one day A walk so fine , a sight so gay . But , oh the change ! the ...
... nymph did like the scene appear , Serenely pleasant , calmly fair : Soft fell her words , as flew the air . With secret joy I heard her say That she would never miss one day A walk so fine , a sight so gay . But , oh the change ! the ...
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... nymph vouchsaf'd to place Upon her brow , the various wreath ; The flowers less blooming than her face , The scent less fragrant than her breath . The flowers she wore along the day : And every nymph and shepherd said , That in her hair ...
... nymph vouchsaf'd to place Upon her brow , the various wreath ; The flowers less blooming than her face , The scent less fragrant than her breath . The flowers she wore along the day : And every nymph and shepherd said , That in her hair ...
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... Nymph with placid eye ! O seldom found , yet ever nigh ! Receive my temp'rate vow : Not all the storms that shake the pole Can e'er disturb thy halcyon soul , And smooth unalter'd brow , O come , in simple vest array'd , With all thy ...
... Nymph with placid eye ! O seldom found , yet ever nigh ! Receive my temp'rate vow : Not all the storms that shake the pole Can e'er disturb thy halcyon soul , And smooth unalter'd brow , O come , in simple vest array'd , With all thy ...
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... Inur'd to toil and bitter bread , He bow'd his meek submitted head , And kiss'd thy sainted feet . But thou , Oh Nymph retir'd and coy ! In what brown hamelt dost thou joy To tell thy tender tale ; The lowliest children of 79.
... Inur'd to toil and bitter bread , He bow'd his meek submitted head , And kiss'd thy sainted feet . But thou , Oh Nymph retir'd and coy ! In what brown hamelt dost thou joy To tell thy tender tale ; The lowliest children of 79.
Términos y frases comunes
art thou beams beauty Beauty's beneath blast bless blest blush bosom bower breast breath bright brow charms cheek clasp'd cotton grass Croesus dear death delight despair dread drest dwell ev'ry Fanny blooming fair fate fear feel flow flowers fond form'd gale gentle glow grace grave grief hand happy hard fate hast hear heart Heav'n hope hour lady lips lov'd lyre maid Mary morn ne'er night nymph o'er pain pale pang passions peace Pity poor pow'r praise pride rage rais'd rapture rest rise round shade sigh silent skies sleep smile soft song SONNET sorrow soul spring swain sweet sweet sensation swell tear tempests tender thee thine thou thro trembling Twas vale virgin's first love virtue voice vows waves wild wild passion willow wind winding sheet wing youth
Pasajes populares
Página 18 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun,' Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave ! And charge with all thy chivalry...
Página 16 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun; But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. "Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won, And our good Prince Eugene.
Página 176 - Thy silver locks, once auburn bright, Are still more lovely in my sight Than golden beams of orient light, My Mary!
Página 14 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
Página 87 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whisper'd promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the strain prolong; And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She call'd on Echo still, through all the song: And, where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close, And Hope enchanted smiled, and waved her golden hair.
Página 19 - Tis want that makes my cheek so pale. Yet I was once a mother's pride, And my brave father's hope and joy ; But in the Nile's proud fight he died, And I am now an orphan boy. " Poor foolish child, how pleased was I, When news of Nelson's victory came, Along the crowded streets to fly, And...
Página 163 - Who slept in buds the day, And many a Nymph who wreathes her brows with sedge, And sheds the freshening dew, and, lovelier still, The pensive Pleasures sweet, Prepare thy shadowy car.
Página 40 - Then holding the spectacles up to the court — Your lordship observes they are made with a straddle As wide as the ridge of the Nose is ; in short, Designed to sit close to it, just like a saddle.
Página 176 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more; My Mary! For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now seconds not thy will, My Mary!
Página 17 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.