Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most Eminent for Poetical Merit |
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His rising cares the hermit ' spy'd , With answering cares.opprest : And whence ,
unhappy youth , he cry'd , The sorrows of thy breast ? From better habitations
spurn'd , Reluctant dost thou rove ; Or grieve for friendship unreturn'd , Or ...
His rising cares the hermit ' spy'd , With answering cares.opprest : And whence ,
unhappy youth , he cry'd , The sorrows of thy breast ? From better habitations
spurn'd , Reluctant dost thou rove ; Or grieve for friendship unreturn'd , Or ...
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And there forlorn , despairing , hid , I'll lay me down and die ; ' Twas so for me that
Edwin did , And so for him will I. Forbid it , Heaven ! the hermit cry'd , And clasp'd
her to his breast : The wondering fair one turn'd to chide , ' Twas Edwin's self ...
And there forlorn , despairing , hid , I'll lay me down and die ; ' Twas so for me that
Edwin did , And so for him will I. Forbid it , Heaven ! the hermit cry'd , And clasp'd
her to his breast : The wondering fair one turn'd to chide , ' Twas Edwin's self ...
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Cease , cease , thou cruel ocean And let a lover rest ; Ah ! what's thy troubled
motion To that within my breast ? The merchant robb'd of treasure Views tempefts
in despair ; But what's the loss of treasure To the losing of my dear ? Should you
...
Cease , cease , thou cruel ocean And let a lover rest ; Ah ! what's thy troubled
motion To that within my breast ? The merchant robb'd of treasure Views tempefts
in despair ; But what's the loss of treasure To the losing of my dear ? Should you
...
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If while my hard fate I fuftain , In her breast any pity is found , Let her come with
the nymphs of the plain , And see me laid low in the ground : The last humble
boon that I crave Is to shade me with cypress and yew , And when she looks
down on ...
If while my hard fate I fuftain , In her breast any pity is found , Let her come with
the nymphs of the plain , And see me laid low in the ground : The last humble
boon that I crave Is to shade me with cypress and yew , And when she looks
down on ...
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Which nothing from my breast should tear , Which never should offend your ear ,
But that you bid me tell . ' Tis thus I rove , ' tis thus complain , Since you appear'd
upon the plain , You are the cause of all my care ; You eyes ten thousand ...
Which nothing from my breast should tear , Which never should offend your ear ,
But that you bid me tell . ' Tis thus I rove , ' tis thus complain , Since you appear'd
upon the plain , You are the cause of all my care ; You eyes ten thousand ...
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