Vers de societè [sic] historical fragments, sonnets, &c. [by M.J. Denison].1849 |
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... sweet girl ! will repeat the same tone , If with candour , some twenty years hence , you will own ; When the Gordian knot has been joyfully tied , And the matron succeeds to the beautiful bride ; As lovely young ** at first is brought ...
... sweet girl ! will repeat the same tone , If with candour , some twenty years hence , you will own ; When the Gordian knot has been joyfully tied , And the matron succeeds to the beautiful bride ; As lovely young ** at first is brought ...
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... sweets in Plato's ancient bower , Think not the Muses dwell in Tempe's vale , Fleet as the wind they fly despotic power . Think not to view fam'd Athens as of old , Or Sparta's Genius rising from the grave ; Ages long since they in the ...
... sweets in Plato's ancient bower , Think not the Muses dwell in Tempe's vale , Fleet as the wind they fly despotic power . Think not to view fam'd Athens as of old , Or Sparta's Genius rising from the grave ; Ages long since they in the ...
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... the duty Providence decreed , Say , could a higher e'en her bounty give ? In ease and wealth your festive moments lead , A free - born subject under Brunswick - live . IN REPLY TO A FRIEND'S INVITATION . " Sweet Solitude.
... the duty Providence decreed , Say , could a higher e'en her bounty give ? In ease and wealth your festive moments lead , A free - born subject under Brunswick - live . IN REPLY TO A FRIEND'S INVITATION . " Sweet Solitude.
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M Joseph Denison. IN REPLY TO A FRIEND'S INVITATION . " Sweet Solitude ! -when Life's gay hours are past , " Howe'er we rove , -in thee we fix at last ; " Toss'd by each billow - when the struggle's o'er ; " Pale we look back , and bless ...
M Joseph Denison. IN REPLY TO A FRIEND'S INVITATION . " Sweet Solitude ! -when Life's gay hours are past , " Howe'er we rove , -in thee we fix at last ; " Toss'd by each billow - when the struggle's o'er ; " Pale we look back , and bless ...
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... sweet rose - bud that gladdens our sight , ( Of each Poet and Lover , the theme and delight ; ) ' Tis not the rich side - board of family plate , Or all Francatelli's disciples create ; Nor refinements , a Sybarite almost defy , That ...
... sweet rose - bud that gladdens our sight , ( Of each Poet and Lover , the theme and delight ; ) ' Tis not the rich side - board of family plate , Or all Francatelli's disciples create ; Nor refinements , a Sybarite almost defy , That ...
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Archbishop of Paris AVIGNON BALLAD banquet battle of Ivry beauty Beauty's bleak season blessing bloom bosom bower brave breast breath bright brilliant CALLISTRATUS Catullus charm chase cheer CHEVALIER BAYARD clime Countess of Desmond coursers crown'd dark dear delight dispel domain dream Dunbar Castle e'en endear ev'ry fair fairy fam'd fame fancy FAREWELL fashion fate festive fire fleet flow'ry folly fond forget forsake friends friendship gale gen'rous gloomy grace grave grey grove hall honour Horat hour LADY Life's LINES ADDRESSED lov'd lyre magic manly Mem'ry midnight mirth morn Muse ne'er Newmarket night o'er once past pensive Petrarchs pleasure Pleasure's Poet poor proud recall reflect renown'd repose retreat rise rival roam roses scenes shade shine sigh smile soft SONNET SONNET ADDRESSED soothe STANZAS stormy strife sweet taste tear thee Thou thought thro vanish'd VAUXHALL GARDENS youth
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Стр. 67 - For as soon as the wind goeth over it, it is gone, and the place thereof shall know it no more.
Стр. 15 - ... How sleep the brave, who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair To dwell, a weeping hermit, there!
Стр. 32 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore ; There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar : I love not man the less, but nature more...
Стр. 167 - Then, many a lad I liked is dead, And many a lass grown old ; . - And as the lesson strikes my head, My weary heart grows cold. But wine, awhile, drives off despair, Nay, bids a hope remain — And that I think sa reason fair To fill my glass again.
Стр. 63 - WHEN Time, who steals our years away, Shall steal our pleasures too, The memory of the past will stay, And half our joys renew.
Стр. 59 - Let Fate do her worst, there are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past, which she cannot destroy; Which come in the night-time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features which joy used to wear.
Стр. 84 - His mind survey'd the tragic page, And what the actor could effect, The scholar could presage. These were his traits of worth : — And must we lose them now ! And shall the scene no more show forth His sternly pleasing brow ! Alas, the moral brings a tear ! — Tis all a transient hour below ; And we that would detain thee here, Ourselves as fleetly go...
Стр. 104 - ... fila trium patiuntur atra. cedes coe'mptis saltibus et domo villaque, flavus quam Tiberis lavit, cedes, et exstructis in altum divitiis potietur heres. divesne, prisco natus ab Inacho, nil interest an pauper et infima de gente sub divo moreris; victima nil miserantis Orci. omnes eodem cogimur, omnium versatur urna serius ocius sors exitura et nos in aeternum exsilium impositura cumbae.
Стр. 195 - Of curst ambition ; when the pious band Of youths who fought for freedom and their sires, Lie side by side in gore ; when ruffian pride Usurps the throne of justice, turns the pomp Of public...
Стр. 69 - Can you raise the dead, Pursue and overtake the wings of time, And bring about again the hours, the days, The years that made me happy ? Blan.