A Companion for a Leisure HourSamuel Derrick J. Almon, 1769 - 164 страница |
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... moft amiable wife Epitaph upon Sir Thomas Scot --- Retirement , an ode , by James Beattie , A. M. Ode for lady ' s birth day 12 13 20 25 30 31 A defcription of the palace and gardens at Kew , by 33 34 36 38 41 42 44 45 46 49 53 56 63 81 ...
... moft amiable wife Epitaph upon Sir Thomas Scot --- Retirement , an ode , by James Beattie , A. M. Ode for lady ' s birth day 12 13 20 25 30 31 A defcription of the palace and gardens at Kew , by 33 34 36 38 41 42 44 45 46 49 53 56 63 81 ...
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... , and away : of my own accord , I moft generously ordered a chicken to be put down ; but my landlady , drop- ping an hint that she herfeif had not dined , I could not not refift the temptation of defiring the pleasure of her [ 2 ]
... , and away : of my own accord , I moft generously ordered a chicken to be put down ; but my landlady , drop- ping an hint that she herfeif had not dined , I could not not refift the temptation of defiring the pleasure of her [ 2 ]
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... moft bewitching manner , if I chofe to drink any thing ; but , though I declared that I never touched a drop of any liquor before meals , yet fhe inticed me to tofs up a glafs of fherry , to get me an appetite , which , before , fhe had ...
... moft bewitching manner , if I chofe to drink any thing ; but , though I declared that I never touched a drop of any liquor before meals , yet fhe inticed me to tofs up a glafs of fherry , to get me an appetite , which , before , fhe had ...
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... moft excel- lent hand . When the cloth was removed , I could not but afk her , what fhe chofe to drink ; to which the modeftly anfwered , whatever I liked , at the fame time hinting to me , that nobody had better French wines than fhe ...
... moft excel- lent hand . When the cloth was removed , I could not but afk her , what fhe chofe to drink ; to which the modeftly anfwered , whatever I liked , at the fame time hinting to me , that nobody had better French wines than fhe ...
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... Moft likely the village of Petersham . I come , In the original ( much damaged in this particular place ) it feems to be : " Which be.ringes that fweet river's fide . " I come , dear companion in grief ! Gay scenes [ 27 ]
... Moft likely the village of Petersham . I come , In the original ( much damaged in this particular place ) it feems to be : " Which be.ringes that fweet river's fide . " I come , dear companion in grief ! Gay scenes [ 27 ]
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Страница 97 - Turn, gentle hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow ; Where wilds immeasurably spread, Seem lengthening as I go.'" " Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom.
Страница 98 - I condemn ; Taught by that power that pities me, I learn to pity them. But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring ; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego, All earth-born cares are wrong ; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Страница 103 - Turn, Angelina, ever- dear. My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, Restored to love and thee. "Thus let me hold thee to my heart; And every care resign : And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine ? " No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true, The sigh that rends thy constant heart Shall break thy Edwin's too.
Страница 98 - No flocks that range the valley free, To slaughter I condemn: Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them : "But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego ; All earth-born cares are wrong; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Страница 99 - To soothe the stranger's woe; For grief was heavy at his heart, And tears began to flow. His rising cares the Hermit spied, With answering care opprest : " And whence, unhappy youth," he cried, " The sorrows of thy breast ? " From better habitations spurn'd, Reluctant dost thou rove?
Страница 101 - But let a maid thy pity share, Whom love has taught to stray : Who seeks for rest, but finds despair Companion of her way. " My father liv'd beside the Tyne, A wealthy lord was he : And all his wealth was mark'd as mine, He had but only me. " To win me from his tender arms, Unnumber'd suitors came ; Who prais'd me for imputed charms, And felt or feign'da flame.
Страница 107 - tis call'd, rifes up to the brim : The fourth part of a pint you next muft allow Of new milk made as warm as it comes from the cow. Put the rinds of the lemons, the milk, and the fyrup, With the rum, in a jar, and give 'em a...
Страница 124 - And, by th' approaching summer season, Draws a few hundreds from the stocks, And purchases his country box. Some three or four miles out of town, (An hour's ride will bring you down,) He fixes on his choice abode, Not half a furlong from the road : And so convenient does it lay, The...
Страница 136 - Say from what caufe it firfl deriv'd its birth, How form'd in heav'n, how thence deduc'd to earth. Once in Arcadia, that fam'd feat of love, There liv'da nymph, the pride of all the grove, A lovely nymph, adorn'd with ev'ry grace, An eafy fhape, and...
Страница 125 - Hugging themselves in ease and clover. With all the fuss of moving over : Lo ! a new heap of whims are bred. And wanton in my lady's head. ' Well ! to be sure, it must be own'd.