Arundines Cami; sive, Musarum Cantabrigiensium lusus canori, collegit atque ed. H. Drury1841 |
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... never mention her The High - mettled Racer .. Haynes Bayley Dibdin The Battle of Gladsmuir .. Ladybird Death Jacobite Song ... ........................ .. Gammer Gurton ........ Shakspeare Caroline Campbell The Travelled Puss ...
... never mention her The High - mettled Racer .. Haynes Bayley Dibdin The Battle of Gladsmuir .. Ladybird Death Jacobite Song ... ........................ .. Gammer Gurton ........ Shakspeare Caroline Campbell The Travelled Puss ...
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... never mention her The High - mettled Racer ............ The Battle of Gladsmuir ...... Ladybird AUTHOR Gammer Gurton ......... Cowper ......... Gammer Gurton .......... Sir W. Jones Old Play .............................
... never mention her The High - mettled Racer ............ The Battle of Gladsmuir ...... Ladybird AUTHOR Gammer Gurton ......... Cowper ......... Gammer Gurton .......... Sir W. Jones Old Play .............................
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... never languish for wealth or for power ; I'd never sigh to see slaves at my feet : I'd be a Butterfly born in a bower , Kissing all buds that are pretty and sweet . O could I pilfer the wand of a fairy , I'd have a pair of those ...
... never languish for wealth or for power ; I'd never sigh to see slaves at my feet : I'd be a Butterfly born in a bower , Kissing all buds that are pretty and sweet . O could I pilfer the wand of a fairy , I'd have a pair of those ...
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... never see , But well I knew thy gentle voice , And that was all in all to me . At length , as years rolled swiftly on , They talked to me of Time's decay , Of roses from thy soft cheek gone , Of ebon tresses turned to grey . I heard ...
... never see , But well I knew thy gentle voice , And that was all in all to me . At length , as years rolled swiftly on , They talked to me of Time's decay , Of roses from thy soft cheek gone , Of ebon tresses turned to grey . I heard ...
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... never dream again that thou hast loved . If , when the darling maid is gone , Thou dost not seek to be alone , Rapt in a pleasing trance of tender woe ; And muse and fold thy languid arms , Feeding thy fancy on her charms , Thou dost ...
... never dream again that thou hast loved . If , when the darling maid is gone , Thou dost not seek to be alone , Rapt in a pleasing trance of tender woe ; And muse and fold thy languid arms , Feeding thy fancy on her charms , Thou dost ...
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Стр. 28 - Oft in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me : The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Стр. 186 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And -we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Стр. 52 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Стр. 42 - How often have I blessed the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree, While many a pastime circled in the shade, The...
Стр. 140 - Muse's flame. far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife, their sober wishes never learned to stray; along the cool sequestered vale of life they kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Стр. 144 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A Youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown. Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to Misery (all he had) a tear, He gained from Heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend.
Стр. 80 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Стр. 144 - Oh! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away.
Стр. 130 - LAWRENCE, of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining? Time will run On smoother, till Favonius reinspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun.
Стр. 106 - Euphelia's toilet lay ; When Cloe noted her desire, That I should sing, that I should play. My lyre I tune, my voice I raise, But with my numbers mix my sighs ; And whilst I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Cloe's eyes. Fair Cloe blushed : Euphelia frowned : I sung and gazed : I played and trembled : And Venus to the Loves around Remarked, how ill we all dissembled.