Selection of Poems ...Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 |
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... Minds suited to our Fortunes .. ... 285 A Thought on waking ...... ........ 287 To a Lady returning from bathing .... 288 Chloe Hunting ................... 289 Ballad ............. 290 The Seasons • 291 Verses • 292 Sonnet ............ 293 ...
... Minds suited to our Fortunes .. ... 285 A Thought on waking ...... ........ 287 To a Lady returning from bathing .... 288 Chloe Hunting ................... 289 Ballad ............. 290 The Seasons • 291 Verses • 292 Sonnet ............ 293 ...
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Charles Snart. And still expressive of the mind The emblematic gift was found ; Whether to mournful thought inclin'd , Or with triumphal gladness crown'd . Near Avon's banks , a cultur'd spot , With many a tuft of flowers adorn'd , Was ...
Charles Snart. And still expressive of the mind The emblematic gift was found ; Whether to mournful thought inclin'd , Or with triumphal gladness crown'd . Near Avon's banks , a cultur'd spot , With many a tuft of flowers adorn'd , Was ...
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... mind , And my fancy forget that my heart has a woe ! So free may you flourish , fair scenes as ye rise , So still be your charms by simplicity grac'd , In native luxuriance still please and surprize , Nor by folly be fashion'd , nor ...
... mind , And my fancy forget that my heart has a woe ! So free may you flourish , fair scenes as ye rise , So still be your charms by simplicity grac'd , In native luxuriance still please and surprize , Nor by folly be fashion'd , nor ...
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... mind In every scene of life resign d ? These are the things a little wealth , A little business , just for health ; A small neat house two stories high ; One spare bed where a friend may lie ; A friend , to whom one may impart The ...
... mind In every scene of life resign d ? These are the things a little wealth , A little business , just for health ; A small neat house two stories high ; One spare bed where a friend may lie ; A friend , to whom one may impart The ...
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... longs for rest . Helen Maria Williams . THE VAIN ¥Á¥Ó¥Ó¥Å¥ÌPT . WERE Philander's charms confin'd To features , winning grace ! Absence might drive him from my mind , Or fairer forms efface . But when the powers of wit combine , With pleasing 39.
... longs for rest . Helen Maria Williams . THE VAIN ¥Á¥Ó¥Ó¥Å¥ÌPT . WERE Philander's charms confin'd To features , winning grace ! Absence might drive him from my mind , Or fairer forms efface . But when the powers of wit combine , With pleasing 39.
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253 ÆäÀÌÁö - A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull, Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold. ' A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
97 ÆäÀÌÁö - Content I live, this is my stay; I seek no more than may suffice; I press to bear no haughty sway; Look, what I lack my mind supplies. Lo, thus I triumph like a king, Content with that my mind doth bring.
93 ÆäÀÌÁö - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend ; This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands ; And having nothing, yet hath all.
392 ÆäÀÌÁö - Going to the Wars Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. 1 Imprisoned or caged. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
254 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
259 ÆäÀÌÁö - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
93 ÆäÀÌÁö - HOW happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill...
297 ÆäÀÌÁö - Let wind and weather do its worst, Be you to us but kind, Let Dutchmen vapour, Spaniards curse, No sorrow we shall find : ' Tis then no matter how things go. Or who's our friend or who's our foe.
338 ÆäÀÌÁö - No, Sir ; there is nothing which has yet been contrived by man, by which so much happiness is produced as by a good tavern or inn.
98 ÆäÀÌÁö - Some have too much, yet still do crave; I little have, and seek no more. They are but poor, though much they have, And I am rich with little store; They poor, I rich; they beg, I give; They lack, I leave; they pine, I live. I laugh not at another's loss, I grudge not at another's gain...