The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 - Classical poetry |
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Archibald Bower arms beauty Beneath bids bless bless'd bliss blissful band bloom boast bosom breast breath call'd CERINTHUS charms court cried crowded house Damon dear Delia delight disdain divine e'en envy eyes fair fairest fame fear fire flame flattering flowers folly fond form'd gentle George Lyttelton Gilbert West give goddess grace grove hand happiness heart Heaven HENRY PELHAM honour hope hour Hymen inspire join'd kind knew lady Lord Lord Lyttelton Lover Lucy lyre Lyttelton maid mind Moore Mount Edgecumbe Muse ne'er never night nymph o'er once pain pass'd passion peace Petrarch Phoebe Pindus pleasing pleasure praise pride rage repose rest rose Selim shade shame shine smiled soft song soul stray SULPICIA swain sweet taste tell tender thee thou thought Tibullus toil truth turn'd twas verse vex'd virtue voice wretched youth
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Page 13 - He said, it is a folly, a keeping me in misery now to attempt to prolong life ; yet he was easily persuaded for the satisfaction of others, to do or take any thing thought proper for him. On Saturday he had been remarkably better, and we were not without some hopes of his recovery. " On Sunday, about eleven in the forenoon, his Lordship sent for me, and said he felt a great hurry, and wished to have a little conversation with me in order to divert it.
Page 14 - On the evening when the symptoms of death came on, he said, ' I shall die; but it will not be your fault.' When lord and lady Valentia came to see his lordship, he gave them his solemn benediction, and said, ' Be good, be virtuous, my lord ; you must come to this.
Page 91 - O shades of Hagley, where is now your boast ? Your bright inhabitant is lost, You she preferr'd to all the gay resorts Where female vanity might wish to shine, The pomp of cities, and the pride of courts.
Page 125 - tis to find This fault in half the female kind! From hence proceed aversion, strife, And all that sours the wedded life. Beauty can only point the dart...
Page 140 - Cselia struts in man's attire, She shows too much to raise desire ; But from the hoop's bewitching round Her very shoe has power to wound. The roving eye, the...
Page 161 - Woman is avow'd of old No daughter of celestial mould, Her tempering not without allay, And form'd but of the finer clay, We challenge from the mortal dame The strength angelic natures claim; Nay more; for sacred stories tell, That e'en immortal angels fell. Whatever fills the teeming sphere Of humid earth and ambient air, With varying elements endued, Was form'd to fall, and rise renew'd.
Page 39 - Too strong for feeble woman to sustain : Of those who claim it more than half have none-; And half of those who have it are undone. Be still superior to your sex's arts, Nor think dishonesty a proof of parts : For you, the plainest is the wisest rule: A cunning woman is a knavish fool* Be good yourself, nor think another's shame Can raise your merit, or adorn your fame.
Page 50 - Awed by a thousand tender fears I would approach, but dare not move: Tell me, my heart, if this be love?
Page 13 - I did not at the time think the best. I have seen that I was sometimes in the wrong, but I did not err designedly. I have endeavoured, in private life, to do all the good in my power, and never for a moment could indulge malicious or unjust designs upon any person whatsoever.
Page 131 - I'd pawn my word, A Goose would be the finer bird. Nature, to hide her own defects, Her bungled work with finery decks : Were Geese set off with half that show, Would men admire the peacock ? No.