The Works in Verse and Prose, Volume 1R. and J. Dodsley, 1764 |
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bard beneath bleſs bleſt bliſs bloom boſom bow'r breast Britiſh cauſe charms chearful cou'd crown'd DAMON dear defire DELIA diſdain diſplay diſtant eaſe ELEGY ELEGY ev'n ev'ry faid fair fame fate figh firſt flame flow'rs foft fome fond fong fons foon foul friendſhip fuch fure fweet gen'rous gentle grace grove inſpire laſt leſs lov'd lyre maid mind moſt mournful muſe muſt native ne'er nymph o'er paſſion peace penſive plain pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe raiſe reaſon reſt riſe roſe rural ſay ſcenes ſcorn ſecure ſee ſeen ſenſe ſhade ſhall ſhame ſhare ſhe ſhed ſhepherd ſhew ſhine ſhore ſhould ſhun ſigh ſkies ſky ſmile ſocial ſome ſpread ſpring ſtep ſtill ſtore ſtrain ſtream ſuch ſwain ſweets ſwell taſte tear tender thee theſe thine thoſe thou thro toils tow'ring tranſport Twas virtue whoſe wiſh wou'd youth
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Page 192 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Page 337 - Fresh baum, and marygold of cheerful hue : The lowly gill, that never dares to climb ; And more I fain would sing, disdaining here to rhyme.
Page 191 - But with tendrils of woodbine is bound; Not a beech's more beautiful green. But a sweet-briar entwines it around. Not my fields in the prime of the year, More charms than my cattle unfold; Not a brook that is limpid and clear, But it glitters with fishes of gold.
Page 336 - Twas her own country bred the flock so fair ; 'Twas her own labour did the fleece prepare...
Page 334 - And all in sight doth rise a birchen tree, Which Learning near her little dome did...
Page 192 - With the lilac to render it gay ! Already it calls for my love To prune the wild branches away. From the plains, from the woodlands and groves. What strains of wild melody flow!
Page 343 - Low lays the house which that of cards doth build, Shall DENNIS be! if rigid fates incline, And many an Epic to his rage shall yield; And many a poet quit th...
Page 336 - Who should not honour'd eld with these revere: For never title yet so mean could prove, But there was eke a Mind which did that title love.
Page 335 - And were not she rebellious breasts to quell, And were not she her statutes to maintain, The cot no more, I ween, were deem'd the cell, Where comely peace of mind, and decent order dwell.
Page 189 - What it is to admire and to love, And to leave her we love and admire. Ah ! lead forth my flock in the morn, And the damps of each evening repel ; Alas ! I am faint and forlorn — • I have bade my dear Phyllis farewell.