The Works of the English Poets: ShenstoneH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... fhade , Near fome lone fane , or yew's funereal green , What dreary forms has magic fear furvey'd ! What throuded fpectres fuperftition feen ! -- I But But you fecure fhall pour your fad complaint , Nor 18 SHENSTONE'S POEMS .
... fhade , Near fome lone fane , or yew's funereal green , What dreary forms has magic fear furvey'd ! What throuded fpectres fuperftition feen ! -- I But But you fecure fhall pour your fad complaint , Nor 18 SHENSTONE'S POEMS .
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... fhade ; " Why has fuch worth , without diftinction , dy'd , Why , like the defert's lily , bloom'd to fade ? " ( 6 Then young fimplicity , averfe to feign , Shall unmolefted breathe her fofteft figh : And candour with unwonted warmth ...
... fhade ; " Why has fuch worth , without diftinction , dy'd , Why , like the defert's lily , bloom'd to fade ? " ( 6 Then young fimplicity , averfe to feign , Shall unmolefted breathe her fofteft figh : And candour with unwonted warmth ...
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... fhade ; Sing on , my bird , and hear thy mate's reply . Erewhile no fhepherd to thefe woods retir'd ; No lover bleft the glow - worm's pallid ray : But ill - ftar'd birds , that liftening not admir'd , Or listening envy'd our fuperior ...
... fhade ; Sing on , my bird , and hear thy mate's reply . Erewhile no fhepherd to thefe woods retir'd ; No lover bleft the glow - worm's pallid ray : But ill - ftar'd birds , that liftening not admir'd , Or listening envy'd our fuperior ...
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... fhade , The founding winds were hufh'd , and all was fair . Inftant a grateful form appear'd confeft ; White were his locks with awful scarlet crown'd , And livelier far than Tyrian seem'd his veft , That with the glowing purple ting'd ...
... fhade , The founding winds were hufh'd , and all was fair . Inftant a grateful form appear'd confeft ; White were his locks with awful scarlet crown'd , And livelier far than Tyrian seem'd his veft , That with the glowing purple ting'd ...
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... fhade , And wept to find the paths of life divide . She paints the progress of my rival's vow ; Sees every Mufe a partial ear incline ; Binds with luxuriant bays his favour'd brow , Nor yields the refuse of his wreath to mine . She bids ...
... fhade , And wept to find the paths of life divide . She paints the progress of my rival's vow ; Sees every Mufe a partial ear incline ; Binds with luxuriant bays his favour'd brow , Nor yields the refuse of his wreath to mine . She bids ...
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Términos y frases comunes
bard beauty beneath bleft blifs bloom bofom bower breaſt charms chearful crown'd Damon dear defire Delia diftant diſplay ELEGY ev'n facred fair falute fame fancy fate fcenes fcorn fecure feem feen fenfe fhade fhall fhepherd fhore fhun figh fing flame flowers fmiles focial foft fome fond fong fons foon foothe foul friendſhip ftill ftream fuch fure fwain fweet fwell gentle grace grove inſpire laſt lefs lov'd lyre maid mind moffy mournful Mufe muft Muſe muſt Naiad native ne'er nymph o'er paffion peace penfive plain pleafing pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure praiſe pride raiſe reafon reign rife rills rofe roſe rural ſcenes ſhade ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhine ſhore ſhould ſkies ſky ſmile ſpring ſtore ſtray ſweets taſte tear thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou toils train Twas vale virtue whofe whoſe WILLIAM SHENSTONE youth
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Página 281 - And work the simple vassals mickle woe; For not a wind might curl the leaves that blew, But their limbs...
Página 158 - Alas ! from the day that we met What hope of an end to my woes ? When I cannot endure to forget The glance that undid my repose. Yet time may diminish the pain : The flower, and the shrub, and the tree, Which I rear'd for her pleasure in vain, In time may have comfort for me.
Página 284 - And pungent radish, biting infant's tongue ; And plantain ribb'd, that heals the reaper's '.• wound; And marj'ram sweet, in shepherd's posie found; And lavender, whose spikes of azure bloom Shall be, erewhile, in arid bundles bound, To lurk amidst the labours of her loom, And crown her kerchiefs clean, with mickle rare , perfume.
Página 151 - I fed on the smiles of my dear ? They tell me, my favourite maid, The pride of that valley, is flown ; Alas ! where with her I have stray'd I could wander with pleasure, alone.
Página 154 - I have heard her with sweetness unfold How that pity was due to a dove, That it ever attended the bold ; And she call'd it the sister of love. But her words such a pleasure convey, So much I her accents adore, Let her speak, and whatever she say, Methinks, I should love her the more.
Página 156 - Tis his with mock passion to glow, Tis his in smooth tales to unfold, " How her face is as bright as the snow, And her bosom, be sure, is as cold. How the nightingales labour the strain, With the notes of his charmer to vie; How they vary their accents in vain, Repine at her triumphs, and die.
Página 153 - 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...
Página 287 - She sees no kind domestic visage near, And soon a flood of tears begins to flow And gives a loose at last to unavailing woe. But ah ! what pen his piteous plight may trace ? Or what device his loud laments explain? The form uncouth of his disguised face ? The pallid hue that dyes his looks amain ? The plenteous shower that does his cheek distain...
Página 282 - Her cap, far whiter than the driven snow, Emblem right meet of decency does yield : Her apron dy'd in grain, as blue, I trowe, As is the hare-bell that adorns the field : And in her hand, for sceptre, she does wield Tway birchen sprays...
Página 152 - But a sweet-brier 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.