PoemsT. Cadell, Jun.&W. Davies, 1796 - 199 sidor |
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abſence adviſe beauty's beſt bleft blifs bloom boaſt bofom breaſt cauſe charms conftant courſe Damon dear deſerve deſpair diſdain diſguiſe diſplay'd dreft e'en e'er eaſe Erato ev'ry eyes facred fafe fair Fate fear fecret feek feeling fhade fhall fhould fhrine Fidelio figh firſt flow'rs foft Folly's fome fond foon forrow foul Friendſhip ftill fuch fylph gen'rous grief Heav'n hope hope and fear inſpire itſelf juft juſt laft laſt mark'd may'ſt moſt Muſe muſt ne'er nymph o'er paffion pain paſt peace pity pleaſe Pleaſure's pleaſures pow'r praiſe pray'r preſent preſerve pride purſue raiſe Reaſon refign refign'd reſt rife rofe ſcarce ſcene ſecure ſeek ſeen ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhield ſhore ſkies ſky ſmiles SONG ſpirit ſpoke ſpread ſteps ſtill SYLPH tear tender thee theſe thine thoſe thou thought thro thy heart thy mind thy wiſhes thyſelf truth Virtue Virtue's Whoſe youth
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Sida 138 - I laughed, and danced, and talked, and sung : And, proud of health, of freedom vain, Dreamed not of sorrow, care, or pain ; Concluding, in those hours of glee, That all the world was made for me. But when the...
Sida 190 - Or wafte my time with fuch fine folk ; " Better to follow real apes, " Than monkies tend in human...
Sida 102 - We measure life by time, and time by care; And I with Prior think that "Fame's a breath, And Life an ill...
Sida 4 - afk no kind return in Love," Its hopes and fears, you would not prove, But fcorn a lover's name ; You " feek no tempting charm to pleafe," And figh for that infipid eafe, That ev'ry brute may claim.
Sida 126 - You seem by Nature's self design'd All Nature's love to claim. How can so small a space contain So wondrous large a heart ? I fear this riddle to explain Would baffle every art. 'Twas thus I reason'd, till, at last, Made by experience wise, 'Twas only at my folly past I felt the least surprise. Kind Nature's wisdom I confest, Who, with delightful art, Whate'er she borrowed from the rest, Has added to the heart. Your sincere Friend and Admirer, ALDIBORONTIPHOSCOPHORNIO.
Sida 137 - Lady Tuite (IRELAND AND ENGLAND, 1764-1850) To a Friend, Fearful of being Forgotten in Absence Time, while it Beauty's pow'r impairs, Will only add to thine; The di'mond, as its surface wears, Does but the brighter shine. Nor think regard, by Worth inspir'd, E'en absence can subdue; The sun, howe'er so long retir'd, Still finds the dial true. (1796...
Sida 89 - Thyfelf, and what is dearer far, thy friend, Nor think that him, by whom ye both were made, Will leave her merit, or thy truth unpaid.
Sida 108 - My feeble voice in pray'r, my heart in praife ; (If gracious heav'n will deign that pray'r to hear ;) Oh may this day, thro...
Sida 162 - I leave a conftant heart, A heart that will be thine alone, As true, as tender as thine own. As once of old the trembling dove Was...
Sida 138 - Dreamt not of sorrow, cure, or pain ; Concluding, in those hours of glee, That all the world was made for me. But when the days of trial came, When sickness shook this trembling frame, When folly's idle dreams were o'er, And I could dance and sing no more, It then occurred how sad 'twould bo Were this world only made for me.