Forgotten Lyrics of the Eighteenth CenturyH.F. & G. Witherby, 1924 - 210 pagini |
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Pagina 52
... grove , Or stately swans the rivers love , So long shall I love Peggy : And when Death with his pointed dart Shall strike the blow that rives my heart , My words shall be , when I depart , Adieu , my lovely Peggy . " But Garrick was not ...
... grove , Or stately swans the rivers love , So long shall I love Peggy : And when Death with his pointed dart Shall strike the blow that rives my heart , My words shall be , when I depart , Adieu , my lovely Peggy . " But Garrick was not ...
Pagina 71
... Grove to his memory . I was really as much shocked to hear of his death , as if I had known and loved him for a number of years . " my " I am fully bent on raising a neat urn to him in lower grove " ( Shenstone adds eight days later ) ...
... Grove to his memory . I was really as much shocked to hear of his death , as if I had known and loved him for a number of years . " my " I am fully bent on raising a neat urn to him in lower grove " ( Shenstone adds eight days later ) ...
Pagina 87
Oswald Doughty. Why , when the mead , the spicy vale , The grove and genial garden call , Will she her fragrant soul exhale , Unheeded on the lonely wall ? For sure was never beauty born To live in death's deserted shade ! Come , lovely ...
Oswald Doughty. Why , when the mead , the spicy vale , The grove and genial garden call , Will she her fragrant soul exhale , Unheeded on the lonely wall ? For sure was never beauty born To live in death's deserted shade ! Come , lovely ...
Pagina 118
... grove , O give my peaceful steps to rove : Beneath the shade of pendent hills , I'll listen to the falling rills , That chase the pebble , as they stray ; And haste , like human life , away . DR MARRIOT ( ? ) . THAT the eighteenth ...
... grove , O give my peaceful steps to rove : Beneath the shade of pendent hills , I'll listen to the falling rills , That chase the pebble , as they stray ; And haste , like human life , away . DR MARRIOT ( ? ) . THAT the eighteenth ...
Pagina 121
... grove , Or winding valley , let me rove , And own thy cheerful sway . 1 Written at Florence on the death of the last Grand Duke of Tuscany of the Medici family . For short - lived are thy pleasing powers ; Pass NATURE 121.
... grove , Or winding valley , let me rove , And own thy cheerful sway . 1 Written at Florence on the death of the last Grand Duke of Tuscany of the Medici family . For short - lived are thy pleasing powers ; Pass NATURE 121.
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Adieu Anne Killigrew Augustan beauty birds blest bliss bloom Boswell breast Charles Dibdin charms Cowper dear death delight desire Dr Johnson eighteenth century eighteenth-century poet elegiac Elegy epitaph expression eyes fair fate fear feeling fête champêtre flowers Francis Fawkes George Jeffreys give glory grave grief Grongar Hill grove happiness heart Heaven Henry Carey hill hope hour human ideal inspired Johnson Josiah Relph joys kind life's live lyric melancholy mind moral moralising morn mourn murmuring nature Nature's never Nicholas Rowe night nymph o'er pain passion peace pleasure poem poet's poetaster poetic poetry Pomfret Pope praise pride reason Richard Jago Robert Dodsley romantic round says scene shade Shenstone Shenstone's sings smiling social soldier songs song sorrow soul spirit spring stanza sweet taste tears tender thee thou thought Town vale verses virtue wise wish writes youth
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Pagina 207 - 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.
Pagina 68 - Tis night, and the landscape is lovely no more ; I mourn, but, ye woodlands, I mourn not for you; For morn is approaching, your charms to restore, Perfumed with fresh fragrance, and glittering with dew: Nor yet for the ravage of Winter I mourn ; Kind Nature the embryo blossom will save.
Pagina 81 - Can I forget the dismal night that gave My soul's best part for ever to the grave ! How silent did his old companions tread, By midnight lamps, the mansions of the dead, Through breathing statues, then unheeded things, Through rows of warriors, and through walks of kings...
Pagina 182 - The dusky night rides down the sky, And ushers in the morn ; The hounds all join in glorious cry, The huntsman winds his horn : And a-hunting we will go.
Pagina 153 - 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...
Pagina 30 - It is right it should be so; Man was made for Joy and Woe; And when this we rightly know, Thro' the World we safely go, Joy and Woe are woven fine, A Clothing for the soul divine.
Pagina 103 - Heav'n the grateful liberty would give, That I might choose my method how to live, And all those hours propitious Fate should lend, In blissful ease and satisfaction spend, Near some fair town I'd have a private seat, Built uniform ; not little, nor too great: Better, if on a rising ground it stood ; On this side fields, on that a neighb'ring wood.
Pagina 73 - I met with in those several regions of the dead. Most of them recorded nothing else of the buried person, but that he was born upon one day, and died upon another: the whole history of his life being comprehended in those two circumstances, that are common to all mankind.
Pagina 90 - MARTIAL, the things that do attain The happy life be these, I find: The riches left, not got with pain; The fruitful ground, the quiet mind; The equal friend, no grudge, no strife; No charge of rule nor governance; Without disease, the healthful life; The household of continuance. The mean diet, no delicate fare; True wisdom...
Pagina 33 - And sensible soft melancholy. "Has she no faults then, (Envy says) Sir?" Yes, she has one, I must aver; When all the world conspires to praise her, The woman's deaf, and does not hear.