The Poems of Sir Robert Aytoun

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A. & C. Black, 1844 - 154 من الصفحات
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الصفحة 38 - When new desires had conquered thee. And changed the object of thy will, It had been lethargy in me, Not constancy, to love thee still. Yea, it had been a sin to go And prostitute affection so; Since we are taught no prayers to say To such as must to others pray. Yet do thou glory in thy choice, Thy choice of his good fortune boast; I'll neither grieve nor yet rejoice To see him gain what I have lost. The height of my disdain shall be To laugh at him, to blush for thee; To love thee still, but go...
الصفحة 61 - Her sweets no longer with her dwells: But scent and beauty both are gone, And leaves fall from her, one by one. Such fate ere long will thee betide When thou hast handled been awhile, With sere flowers to be thrown aside; And I shall sigh, while some will smile, To see thy love to every one Hath brought thee to be loved by none.
الصفحة 37 - I LOVED thee once; I'll love no more, — Thine be the grief as is the blame; Thou art not what thou wast before, What reason I should be the same? He that can love unloved again, Hath better store of love than brain: God send me love my debts to pay, While unthrifts fool their love away!
الصفحة 61 - Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never thought upon ? The flames of love extinguished, And freely past and gone ? Is thy kind heart now grown sae cauld, In that loving breast o...
الصفحة 38 - He that can love unloved again, Hath better store of love than brain: God send me love my debts to pay, While unthrifts fool their love away. Nothing could have my love o'erthrown, If thou hadst still continued mine ; Yea, if thou hadst remained thy own, I might perchance have yet been thine.
الصفحة 47 - As makes me think ere long I cannot choose But be some grandee, whatsoe'er I'm now. But having spent my pipe, I then perceive That hopes and dreams are cousins — both deceive. Then...
الصفحة 31 - Are both extremes, and all extremes are vice, Yet have I been a lover by report. Yea, I have died for love as others do, But, praised be God, it was in such a sort, That I revived within an hour or two.
الصفحة 30 - But not that passion which with fools' consent Above the reason bears imperious sway, Making their lifetime a perpetual lent, As if a man were born to fast and pray. No, that is not the humour I approve, As either yielding pleasure or promotion : I like a mild and lukewarm zeal in love, Although I do not like it in devotion ; For it...
الصفحة 48 - RETURNING LATE AT NIGHT FROM COURT. THE other night, from court returning late, Tired with attendance, out of love with state, I met a boy, who asked if he should go Along to light me home. I answered, No ! Yet he did urge the darkness of the night, The foulness of the way required a light.
الصفحة xxxvi - English standard, and every word or phrase that varied in the least from that was condemned as barbarous ; whereas, if the two nations had continued distinct, each might have retained idioms and forms of speech peculiar to itself; and these rendered fashionable by the example of a court, and supported by the authority of writers of reputation, might have been...

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