Miscellaneous Poems: By Several HandsDavid Lewis J. Watts, 1726 - 320 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 17
... tell : To fhew the Fopling , curious in his Dress , Gayly trick'd out in gawdy Raggedness ; The Poet , ever rapt in glorious Dreams Of Pagan Gods , and Heliconian Streams ; The wild Enthusiast , that despairing fees Predeftin'd Wrath ...
... tell : To fhew the Fopling , curious in his Dress , Gayly trick'd out in gawdy Raggedness ; The Poet , ever rapt in glorious Dreams Of Pagan Gods , and Heliconian Streams ; The wild Enthusiast , that despairing fees Predeftin'd Wrath ...
الصفحة 25
... tell ye ; Had you a Cobler in your Belly , You scarce would fleer as now you do : I doubt your Guts would grumble too . Still do you laugh ? I tell you , Sir Still Mifcellaneous Poems . 25.
... tell ye ; Had you a Cobler in your Belly , You scarce would fleer as now you do : I doubt your Guts would grumble too . Still do you laugh ? I tell you , Sir Still Mifcellaneous Poems . 25.
الصفحة 26
By Several Hands David Lewis. Still do you laugh ? I tell you , Sir , I'd kick you foundly , could I ftir . Thou Quack , that never hadft Degree In either University : Thou meer Licenciate , without Knowledge , The Shame and Scandal of ...
By Several Hands David Lewis. Still do you laugh ? I tell you , Sir , I'd kick you foundly , could I ftir . Thou Quack , that never hadft Degree In either University : Thou meer Licenciate , without Knowledge , The Shame and Scandal of ...
الصفحة 28
... tell , ' Twas certain , tho ' impoffible . Now worfe and worse his piteous State Was grown , and almost desperate : Yet ftill the Utmost bent to try , Without more Help he would not die . An old Physician , fly and fhrewd , With ...
... tell , ' Twas certain , tho ' impoffible . Now worfe and worse his piteous State Was grown , and almost desperate : Yet ftill the Utmost bent to try , Without more Help he would not die . An old Physician , fly and fhrewd , With ...
الصفحة 55
... tell to future Days , FA That here two Virgin Sifters lie ; Whofe Life employ'd each Tongue in Praise ; Whofe Death gave Tears to every Eye . In Stature , Beauty , Years , and Fame , Together as they grew , They fhone ; So much alike ...
... tell to future Days , FA That here two Virgin Sifters lie ; Whofe Life employ'd each Tongue in Praise ; Whofe Death gave Tears to every Eye . In Stature , Beauty , Years , and Fame , Together as they grew , They fhone ; So much alike ...
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الصفحة 228 - But transient is the smile of Fate ! A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's day, Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave.
الصفحة 228 - And see the rivers how they run, Through woods and meads, in shade and sun Sometimes swift, sometimes slow, Wave succeeding wave, they go A various journey to the deep, Like human life, to endless sleep...
الصفحة 227 - And ancient towers crown his brow, That cast an awful look below; Whose ragged walls the ivy creeps, And with her arms from falling keeps; So both a safety from the wind On mutual dependence find. 'Tis now the raven's bleak abode; 'Tis now th...
الصفحة 83 - So blooms the human face divine, When youth its pride of beauty shows ; Fairer than spring the colours shine, And sweeter than the virgin ros.e.
الصفحة 42 - Why did you promise love to me, And not that promise keep? Why did you swear my eyes were bright, Yet leave those eyes to weep? " How could you say my face was fair, And yet that face forsake? How could you win my virgin heart, Yet leave that heart to break?
الصفحة 55 - How should I love the pretty creatures, While round my knees they fondly clung ; To see them look their mother's features, To hear them lisp their mother's tongue. And when with envy, time transported, Shall think to rob us of our joys, You'll in your girls again be courted, And I'll go wooing in my boys.
الصفحة 230 - I lie; While the wanton zephyr sings, And in the vale perfumes his wings ; While the waters murmur deep ; While the shepherd charms his sheep ; While the birds unbounded fly, And with music fill the sky, Now, ev'n now, my joys run high.
الصفحة 225 - Does the face of nature show, In all the hues of heaven's bow; And, swelling to embrace the light, Spreads around beneath the sight.
الصفحة 226 - Gaudy as the opening dawn, Lies a long and level lawn, On which a dark hill, steep and high, Holds and charms the wandering eye! Deep are his feet in Towy's flood, His sides are cloth'd with waving wood...
الصفحة 229 - Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view! The fountain's fall, the river's flow, The woody valleys warm and low; The windy summit, wild and high, Roughly rushing on the sky; The pleasant seat, the ruined tower, The naked rock, the shady bower; The town and village, dome and farm, Each give each a double charm, As pearls upon an Ethiop's arm.