Lyra ElegantiarumFrederick Locker-Lampson Edward Moxon & Company, 1867 - 360 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة xix
... bring them side by side . For this reason the epitaphs , epigrams , political squibs , and convivial pieces , & c . , have been kept together , and occur at intervals throughout the volume . The collection has been restricted to the ...
... bring them side by side . For this reason the epitaphs , epigrams , political squibs , and convivial pieces , & c . , have been kept together , and occur at intervals throughout the volume . The collection has been restricted to the ...
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... bring not forth ; they die ; Herds stand weeping , flocks all sleeping , Nymphs back peeping fearfully : All our pleasure known to us poor swains , All our merry meetings on the plains , All our evening sport from us is fled , All our ...
... bring not forth ; they die ; Herds stand weeping , flocks all sleeping , Nymphs back peeping fearfully : All our pleasure known to us poor swains , All our merry meetings on the plains , All our evening sport from us is fled , All our ...
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... bring her content , She is pleased if thou lament . CUDDY . Herdsman , I'll be ruled by thee , There lie grief and willow - tree ; Henceforth I will do as they , And love a new love every day . Unknown . XXV . THE INQUIRY . AMONGST the ...
... bring her content , She is pleased if thou lament . CUDDY . Herdsman , I'll be ruled by thee , There lie grief and willow - tree ; Henceforth I will do as they , And love a new love every day . Unknown . XXV . THE INQUIRY . AMONGST the ...
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... bring some bane To kill it . But less that part Than my poor heart , Now is sick : One kiss from thee Will counsel be , And physic . Robert Herrick . XLII . THE SIEGE . ' Tis now , since I sat down before That foolish fort , a heart ...
... bring some bane To kill it . But less that part Than my poor heart , Now is sick : One kiss from thee Will counsel be , And physic . Robert Herrick . XLII . THE SIEGE . ' Tis now , since I sat down before That foolish fort , a heart ...
الصفحة 28
... bring To thee this ring , Made for thy finger fit ; To shew by this , That our love is , Or should be , like to it . Close tho ' it be , The joint is free ; So when love's yoke is on , It must not 28 Lyra Elegantiarum .
... bring To thee this ring , Made for thy finger fit ; To shew by this , That our love is , Or should be , like to it . Close tho ' it be , The joint is free ; So when love's yoke is on , It must not 28 Lyra Elegantiarum .
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Alexander Pope Araminta beauty bliss blush bright Burnham-beeches charms cheek Chloe Cupid dance dear delight Derry doth e'er Earl eyes fair fancy fate fear flowers gaze give gone grace grove hand happy haste hath hear heart Heaven heigh-ho Henry Luttrell hour John Wolcot Jonathan Swift kind kiss kiss'd Lady Landor laugh lips live look Lord Love's lover maid Matthew Prior mind morning muse ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er once pain passion play pleasant pleasure poet poor Praed pray Robert Herrick rose round shepherd sigh sing Sir John Suckling sleep smile soft song sorrow soul swain sweet taste tears tell there's thine thing Thomas Carew Thomas Hood Thomas Moore thou thought thro to-morrow true Twas Unknown vers de société verse Walter wife William William Cowper wish young youth
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الصفحة 30 - 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. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
الصفحة 55 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
الصفحة 14 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires: As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts, and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires:— Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
الصفحة 26 - And nearer he's to setting. That age is best, which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer But being spent, the worse, and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while you may, go marry : For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry.
الصفحة 211 - Life! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather ; 'Tis hard to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear ; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time ; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
الصفحة 12 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
الصفحة 35 - Time drives the flocks from field to fold When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb; 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, and thy posies Soon break...
الصفحة 189 - I've heard bells tolling Old Adrian's mole in, Their thunder rolling From the Vatican, And cymbals glorious Swinging uproarious In the gorgeous turrets Of Notre Dame; But thy sounds were sweeter Than the dome of Peter Flings o'er the Tiber, Pealing solemnly.
الصفحة 92 - ON A GIRDLE THAT which her slender waist confined Shall now my joyful temples bind : No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer : My joy, my grief, my hope, my love Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair : Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the Sun goes round.
الصفحة 259 - You think no doubt he sits and muses On future broken bones and bruises, If he should chance to fall ; No not a single thought like that Employs his philosophic pate, Or troubles it at all.