The Poetical Register, and Repository of Fugitive Poetry for 1801-11, Том 4F.C. & J. Rivington, 1806 |
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... mind me for once . - I'm in search of a dove , " That one of my Graces purloin'd from a Love . " I miss'd it this morn ; and it certainly flew " To the regions below with that hussey Miss Eu . " If the thief and the theft to my arms you ...
... mind me for once . - I'm in search of a dove , " That one of my Graces purloin'd from a Love . " I miss'd it this morn ; and it certainly flew " To the regions below with that hussey Miss Eu . " If the thief and the theft to my arms you ...
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... mind . But now no more the rugged north Pours half its population forth ; No more that iron - girded coast ( The sheath of many a sworded host ) That rush'd abroad for bloody spoil , Still won on hapless Erin's soil , Where Discord wav ...
... mind . But now no more the rugged north Pours half its population forth ; No more that iron - girded coast ( The sheath of many a sworded host ) That rush'd abroad for bloody spoil , Still won on hapless Erin's soil , Where Discord wav ...
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... mind to heal , To still the pangs , the cares to calm , That wretched mortals feel : But Love , a draught of noxious pow'r . Whoe'er the potion drinks , Infuriate wastes the madden'd hour , Or in oblivion sinks . Thou , Friendship , art ...
... mind to heal , To still the pangs , the cares to calm , That wretched mortals feel : But Love , a draught of noxious pow'r . Whoe'er the potion drinks , Infuriate wastes the madden'd hour , Or in oblivion sinks . Thou , Friendship , art ...
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... mind , Thy rays but faint , and dimly shine , In Woman's feebler kind . With Love their gentle natures flame , Or melt with Pity's tear ; But never quit the selfish aim , Or vanquish jealous fear . The female breast caprices guide , And ...
... mind , Thy rays but faint , and dimly shine , In Woman's feebler kind . With Love their gentle natures flame , Or melt with Pity's tear ; But never quit the selfish aim , Or vanquish jealous fear . The female breast caprices guide , And ...
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... mind : But , oh ! how weak the manly tie , To those that females bind ! All sober thought , all selfish aims , For Love they can despise ; Thro ' storm , contagion , death , and flames , Enamour'd woman flies . Some fitting object ...
... mind : But , oh ! how weak the manly tie , To those that females bind ! All sober thought , all selfish aims , For Love they can despise ; Thro ' storm , contagion , death , and flames , Enamour'd woman flies . Some fitting object ...
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Стр. 222 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow; When the fiery fight is heard no more, And the storm has ceased to blow.
Стр. 221 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow ! While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Стр. 200 - Your frequent steps are found ; Angels of love ! you hover near, To bind the stranger's wound. You wash with tears the bloody page Which human crimes deform ; When vengeance threats, your prayers ascend And break the gathering storm. As down the summer stream of vice The thoughtless many glide ; Upward you steer your steady bark, And stem the rushing tide. Where guilt her foul contagion breathes, And golden spoils allure ; Unspotted still your garments shine, — Your hands are ever pure.
Стр. 443 - And blithe as the lark that each day hails the dawn Look forward with hope for to-morrow. With a porch at my door, both for shelter and shade too. As the sun-shine or rain may prevail; And a small spot of ground for the use of the spade too, With a barn for the use of the flail...
Стр. 384 - Ye who with warmth the public triumph feel Of talents dignified by sacred zeal, Here, to devotion's bard, devoutly just, Pay your fond tribute, due to Cowper's dust...
Стр. 222 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below, — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy tempests blow — When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Стр. 137 - In whom shall Cyprus trust, With all her crimes, her luxury, and pride? In her voluptuous loves will she confide, Her harlot-daughters, and her queen of lust? My day is come when o'er her neck in dust, Vengeance and fury shall triumphant ride, Death and captivity the spoil divide, And Cyprus perish : — I the Lord am just. " Then he that bought, and he that sold in thee, Thy princely merchants, shall their loss deplore, Brothers in ruin as in fraud before ; And thou, who madest thy rampart of the...
Стр. 444 - I share what today may afford, And let them spread the table to-morrow. And when I at last must throw off this frail...
Стр. 331 - THE EXCHANGE WE pledged our hearts, my love and I, — I in my arms the maiden clasping: I could not tell the reason why, But oh! I trembled like an aspen. Her father's love she bade me gain; I went, and shook like any reed! I strove to act the man — in vain! We had exchanged our hearts indeed.
Стр. 221 - As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy tempests blow.