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arms awful bear beauty beneath bloom bound breath bright bring charms death deep divine dread earth eternal eyes face fair fall fame fate fear feel fields fight fing fire firſt flow flowers foul give glories grace hand happy head hear heart heaven Hence hour juſt kind kings land laws light live Lord mind muſe muſt nature never night o'er once peace plain praiſe pride rage raiſe reaſon reign rich riſe round ſacred ſcene ſee ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſkies ſmile ſome ſoul ſpread ſpring ſtate ſtill ſtreams ſuch ſweet tear thee theſe thine things thoſe thou thought thouſand thro throne truth Twas vain virtue whole whoſe wide wild winds wings winter wiſdom wiſe youth
الصفحة 53 - If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee, and be thy love.
الصفحة 52 - 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.
الصفحة 26 - Alcides, and dethron'd the gods, In golden chains the kings of India led, Or rent the turban from the sultan's head. One, in old fables, and the pagan strain, With nymphs and tritons, wafts him o'er the main ; Another draws fierce Lucifer in arms And fills th' infernal region with alarms ; A third awakes some druid, to foretell Each future triumph, from his dreary cell.
الصفحة 57 - Come live with me, and be my dear, And we will revel all the year, In plains and groves, on hills and dales, Where fragrant air breeds sweetest gales. There shall you have the beauteous pine, The cedar, and the spreading vine, And all the woods to be a screen, Lest Phoebus kiss my summer's queen.
الصفحة 51 - A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle. 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.
الصفحة 55 - Pompey ! while thy legions here betray Thy cheap-bought life, and treat thy fame away.
الصفحة 66 - THE WORLD'S A BUBBLE, and the Life of Man Less than a span: In his conception wretched, from the womb, So to the tomb; Curst from his cradle, and brought up to years With cares and fears. Who then to frail mortality shall trust, But limns on water, or but writes in dust.
الصفحة 66 - Yet whilst with sorrow here we live opprest, What life is best? Courts are but only superficial schools To dandle fools : The rural parts are turn'd into a den Of savage men : And where's a city from foul vice so free, But may be term'd the worst of all the three?