Selection of Poems ...Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 |
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... stream . Ye flocks , that hang white on the side of yon hill ; Ye herds who , beneath , crop the grass of the vale , Ye that chirp in the hedge , or skim light on the rill , Or fluttering , give your gay wing to the gale . Sweet ...
... stream . Ye flocks , that hang white on the side of yon hill ; Ye herds who , beneath , crop the grass of the vale , Ye that chirp in the hedge , or skim light on the rill , Or fluttering , give your gay wing to the gale . Sweet ...
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... stream , Thou , my love's perpetual theme ; But when thou art from any sight , Music fails to give delight . All in vain the gardens grow , All in vain the roses blow ; Pink nor carnation have their charms , When thou art absent from my ...
... stream , Thou , my love's perpetual theme ; But when thou art from any sight , Music fails to give delight . All in vain the gardens grow , All in vain the roses blow ; Pink nor carnation have their charms , When thou art absent from my ...
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... stream , now stagnant creeps , Now down its rapid current sweeps In many a maze , the rushy margin laves , And bathes the verdant carpet with its waves . Dancing on the enameli'd green To the sounding tan©¥bourine , The mellow hautboy ...
... stream , now stagnant creeps , Now down its rapid current sweeps In many a maze , the rushy margin laves , And bathes the verdant carpet with its waves . Dancing on the enameli'd green To the sounding tan©¥bourine , The mellow hautboy ...
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... their Eden cannot show A stream so clear as Rocnabad , A bow'r so sweet as Mosellay . Oh ! when these fair , perfidious maids , Whose 36 A Persian Song Sonnet to Hope The Vain Attempt Ode to Sleep Epitaph W Shenstone, Esq on a Sportsman.
... their Eden cannot show A stream so clear as Rocnabad , A bow'r so sweet as Mosellay . Oh ! when these fair , perfidious maids , Whose 36 A Persian Song Sonnet to Hope The Vain Attempt Ode to Sleep Epitaph W Shenstone, Esq on a Sportsman.
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... streams of sweetness fill , Which nought but drops of honey sip ? Go boldly forth , my simple lay , Whose accents flow with artless ease , Like orient pearls at random strung ; Thy notes are sweet , the damsels say , But oh ! far ...
... streams of sweetness fill , Which nought but drops of honey sip ? Go boldly forth , my simple lay , Whose accents flow with artless ease , Like orient pearls at random strung ; Thy notes are sweet , the damsels say , But oh ! far ...
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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...