Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New Translations of the Ancient Poets Together with Several Original Poems, المجلد 1Jacob Tonson, 1716 |
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... George Granville . Ariadne deferted by Thefeus , as he fits P. 236 upon a Rock in the Ifland Naxos , thus p . 236 complains . By Mr. Cartwright . The Deferted Swain . P. 239 Aftræa Redux . A Poem on the happy Re- ftoration CONTENTS .
... George Granville . Ariadne deferted by Thefeus , as he fits P. 236 upon a Rock in the Ifland Naxos , thus p . 236 complains . By Mr. Cartwright . The Deferted Swain . P. 239 Aftræa Redux . A Poem on the happy Re- ftoration CONTENTS .
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... Swain who fteals her young away , Bewails her lofs under a Poplar fhade , Weeps all the night , in murmurs waftes the day ; Her forrow does a mournful pleasure yield , And melancholy mufick fills the Field . Marriage , 1 Marriage , nor ...
... Swain who fteals her young away , Bewails her lofs under a Poplar fhade , Weeps all the night , in murmurs waftes the day ; Her forrow does a mournful pleasure yield , And melancholy mufick fills the Field . Marriage , 1 Marriage , nor ...
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... Swain survey'd ; Till his imprifon'd paffion forc'd its way , And gave him leave faintly at last to say , SIRENO . O my Diana ! who wou'd have believ'd That when the fad Sireno moft had griev'd , Any affliction cou'd have fall'n on me ...
... Swain survey'd ; Till his imprifon'd paffion forc'd its way , And gave him leave faintly at last to say , SIRENO . O my Diana ! who wou'd have believ'd That when the fad Sireno moft had griev'd , Any affliction cou'd have fall'n on me ...
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... Swain deceive , Or violate the Faith that here I give : When to their Food my hungry Flocks I lead , May the fresh Grafs ftill wither where they tread ; And may this River , when I come to drink , Dry up as foon as I approach the brink ...
... Swain deceive , Or violate the Faith that here I give : When to their Food my hungry Flocks I lead , May the fresh Grafs ftill wither where they tread ; And may this River , when I come to drink , Dry up as foon as I approach the brink ...
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... Swains Dance to their rural Harmonies ; They fteal in private to the covert Groves , There finish their well heighten❜d Loves . The City Dame takes this pretence ( Weary of Husband and of Innocence ) To quit the fmoak and business of ...
... Swains Dance to their rural Harmonies ; They fteal in private to the covert Groves , There finish their well heighten❜d Loves . The City Dame takes this pretence ( Weary of Husband and of Innocence ) To quit the fmoak and business of ...
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الصفحة 152 - And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
الصفحة 148 - Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp and feast and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry, — Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
الصفحة 145 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
الصفحة 24 - Refuse his age the needful hours of rest ? Punish a body which he could not please ; Bankrupt of life, yet prodigal of ease ? And all to leave what with his toil he won, To that unfeather'd two-legg'd thing, a son ; Got while his soul did huddled notions try, And born a shapeless lump, like anarchy.
الصفحة 159 - Twould stay, and run again, and stay, For it was nimbler much than hinds; And trod as if on the four winds. I have a garden of my own, But so with roses overgrown, And lilies, that you would it guess To be a little wilderness, And all the springtime of the year It only loved to be there.
الصفحة 166 - So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and, with new spangled ore, Flames in the forehead of the morning sky : So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high, Through the dear might of Him that walk'd the waves.
الصفحة 6 - This is thy province, this thy wondrous way, New humours to invent for each new play: This is that boasted...
الصفحة 2 - Heywood and Shirley were but types of thee, Thou last great prophet of tautology: Even I, a dunce of more renown than they, ^ Was sent before but to prepare thy way: And coarsely clad in Norwich drugget came To teach the nations in thy greater name.
الصفحة 153 - Softly on my eyelids laid; And, as I wake, sweet music breathe Above, about, or underneath, Sent by some Spirit to mortals good, Or the unseen Genius of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloister's pale, And love the high embowed roof, With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light.
الصفحة 158 - Is dyed in such a purple grain. There is not such another in The world to offer for their sin.