Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most Eminent for Poetical MeritW. Eyres, 1774 - Всего страниц: 286 |
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... swain " AIL to the myrtle shade HA I F ever thou didst joy to bind If the quick fpirit of your eye If wine and mufic have the power In Chloris all foft charms agree 115 137 126 247 119 218 In vain , dear Chloe , you suggest 270 In vain ...
... swain " AIL to the myrtle shade HA I F ever thou didst joy to bind If the quick fpirit of your eye If wine and mufic have the power In Chloris all foft charms agree 115 137 126 247 119 218 In vain , dear Chloe , you suggest 270 In vain ...
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... Swain , thy hopeless paffion fmother ELL me no more I am deceiv'd 260 267 131 232 T 235 Tell me not I my time mifpend 169 Tell my Strephon that I die 157 The Graces and the wand'ring Loves 250 The heavy hours are almost past 118 The ...
... Swain , thy hopeless paffion fmother ELL me no more I am deceiv'd 260 267 131 232 T 235 Tell me not I my time mifpend 169 Tell my Strephon that I die 157 The Graces and the wand'ring Loves 250 The heavy hours are almost past 118 The ...
Стр. 70
... fit weeping around ? Ah COLIN thy hopes are in vain , Thy pipe and thy laurel refign , Thy fair one inclines to a swain Whofe mufic is fweeter than thine . And And you my companions fo dear , Who forrow to 70 BALLADS AND.
... fit weeping around ? Ah COLIN thy hopes are in vain , Thy pipe and thy laurel refign , Thy fair one inclines to a swain Whofe mufic is fweeter than thine . And And you my companions fo dear , Who forrow to 70 BALLADS AND.
Стр. 72
... lazy loon for to lie ? And doft thou nothing heed What Pan our God has decreed ; What a prize to - day Shall be given away To the sweetest shepherd's reed ? There's There's not a single swain Of all this fruitful plain 72 BALLADS AND.
... lazy loon for to lie ? And doft thou nothing heed What Pan our God has decreed ; What a prize to - day Shall be given away To the sweetest shepherd's reed ? There's There's not a single swain Of all this fruitful plain 72 BALLADS AND.
Стр. 73
... swain Of all this fruitful plain , But with hopes and fears , Now bufily prepares The bonny boon to gain . Shall another maiden shine In brighter array than thine ? Up , up , dull fwain , Tune thy pipe once again , And make the garland ...
... swain Of all this fruitful plain , But with hopes and fears , Now bufily prepares The bonny boon to gain . Shall another maiden shine In brighter array than thine ? Up , up , dull fwain , Tune thy pipe once again , And make the garland ...
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Anacreon antient ballad beauty becauſe blefs bleft bluſh bofom breaſt CATULLUS CELIA charms cheek CHLOE circumſtance compariſon compofition cruel cry'd dear defcription defire deſpair Engliſh epigram expreffion eyes face fair falfe fancy fatire feek fentiment fhade fhall fhepherd fhould figh fimple fimplicity fince fing firft firſt fmiles foft fome fond fong forrows foul fpread ftill fubject fuch fung furprize fwain fweet gentle give grace heart itſelf know my love laft lefs lov'd lover Lyric Lyric poetry maid meaſure moſt mufic muft muſt nature ne'er nymph o'er paffion paftoral pain paſt PHYLLIS pieces pity plain pleafing pleaſe pleaſure poetical poetry praiſe purpoſe racter reft rofe Sappho ſcene ſhall ſhe SOAME JENYNS ſpeak ſpring ſtill ſtory ſtrain ſweet taſte tears tender thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thro Twas vows weep whofe wiſh youth
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Стр. 53 - Till, quite dejected with my scorn, He left me to my pride, And sought a solitude forlorn, In secret, where he died. " But mine the sorrow, mine the fault, And well my life shall pay ; I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay.
Стр. 86 - 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...
Стр. 47 - 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.
Стр. 84 - To visit some far distant shrine, If he bear but a relique away, Is happy, nor heard to repine. Thus, widely remov'd from the fair, Where my vows, my devotion I owe ; Soft hope is the relique I bear, And my solace wherever I go.
Стр. 164 - For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove An unrelenting foe to Love, And when we meet a mutual heart Come in between, and bid us part ? Bid us sigh on from day to day, And wish and wish the soul away; Till youth and genial years are flown, And all the life of life is gone...
Стр. 86 - 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!
Стр. 57 - Ah, Colin ! give not her thy vows, Vows due to me alone : Nor thou, fond maid, receive his kiss, Nor think him all thy own.
Стр. 108 - A sigh or tear, perhaps, she'll give, But love on pity cannot live. Tell her that hearts for hearts were made, And love with love is only paid.
Стр. 54 - Twas Edwin's self that press'd. « 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.
Стр. 87 - Are the groves and the valleys as gay, And the shepherds as gentle as ours ? The groves may perhaps be as fair, And the face of the valleys as fine ; The swains may in manners compare, But their love is not equal to mine.