Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most Eminent for Poetical MeritW. Eyres, 1774 - 286 страница |
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... see me fly Swain , thy hopeless paffion fmother T ELL me no more I am deceiv'd Tell me not I my time mifpend Tell my Strephon that I die 271 260 267 131 232 235 169 157 The Graces and the wand'ring Loves 250 The heavy hours are almost ...
... see me fly Swain , thy hopeless paffion fmother T ELL me no more I am deceiv'd Tell me not I my time mifpend Tell my Strephon that I die 271 260 267 131 232 235 169 157 The Graces and the wand'ring Loves 250 The heavy hours are almost ...
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... see that they may approach each others limits fo as to render it dubious un- der which class they range , which would be the cafe with many of Horace's odes if converted to English poems . WE are now prepared to make use of the general ...
... see that they may approach each others limits fo as to render it dubious un- der which class they range , which would be the cafe with many of Horace's odes if converted to English poems . WE are now prepared to make use of the general ...
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... See through the hawthorn blows the cold wind , And drizzly rain doth fall . O ftay me not , thou holy friar 5 O ftay me not I pray ; No drizzly rain that falls on me , Can wash my fault away . Yet ftay , fair lady , turn again , And dry ...
... See through the hawthorn blows the cold wind , And drizzly rain doth fall . O ftay me not , thou holy friar 5 O ftay me not I pray ; No drizzly rain that falls on me , Can wash my fault away . Yet ftay , fair lady , turn again , And dry ...
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... see me betray'd , Whatever I fuffer , forbear , Forbear to accufe the falfe maid ; Tho ' thro ' the wide world we should range , " Tis in vain from our fortune to fly ; ' Twas hers to be falfe , and to change , ' Tis mine to be constant ...
... see me betray'd , Whatever I fuffer , forbear , Forbear to accufe the falfe maid ; Tho ' thro ' the wide world we should range , " Tis in vain from our fortune to fly ; ' Twas hers to be falfe , and to change , ' Tis mine to be constant ...
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... see , If any white propitious hour , Pregnant with hoarded joys in ftore ,; Now , now the mighty treasure give , In her for whom alone I live ; In sterling love pay all the fum , And I'll abfolve the fates to come . โอ In all the pride ...
... see , If any white propitious hour , Pregnant with hoarded joys in ftore ,; Now , now the mighty treasure give , In her for whom alone I live ; In sterling love pay all the fum , And I'll abfolve the fates to come . โอ In all the pride ...
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Anacreon antient beauty becauſe befide bleft bluſh bofom breaft CATULLUS CELIA charms CHLOE compariſon compofition cruel dear defire deſcription deſpair eaſe Engliſh epigram expreffion eyes fair falfe fancy fatire feek feem fentiment fhade fhall fhepherd fhould figh fimplicity fince fing firft firſt fmiles foft fome fond fong fong-writing forrows foul ftill ftrain fubject fuch furprize fwain fweet gentle give grace heart itſelf kind know my love laft lefs loft lov'd lover Lyric poetry maid meaſure moſt mufic muft muſt nature ne'er nymph o'er paffion paftoral pain PHYLLIS pieces pleafing pleaſe pleaſure poetical poetry praiſe prefent purpoſe racter reft rofe Sappho ſcene ſhall ſhe ſmile SOAME JENYNS ſpeak ſpread ſpring ſtay ſtill taſte tears tell tender thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand thro tivation Twas uſed vows whofe whoſe wiſh youth
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