British Anthologies, Volumen8Edward Arber Henry Frowde, 1899 |
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... Proves the just victim of his royal rage . Ev'n mighty Pam ( that Kings and Queens o'erthrew , And mowed down armies in the fights of Lu ) , Sad chance of war ! now , destitute of aid , Falls undistinguished by the victor Spade . Thus ...
... Proves the just victim of his royal rage . Ev'n mighty Pam ( that Kings and Queens o'erthrew , And mowed down armies in the fights of Lu ) , Sad chance of war ! now , destitute of aid , Falls undistinguished by the victor Spade . Thus ...
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... prove with child , as powerful fancy works ; And maids turned Bottles , call aloud for corks ! Safe passed the Gnome through this fantastic band , A branch of healing Spleenwort in his hand . Then thus addressed the Power . ' Hail ...
... prove with child , as powerful fancy works ; And maids turned Bottles , call aloud for corks ! Safe passed the Gnome through this fantastic band , A branch of healing Spleenwort in his hand . Then thus addressed the Power . ' Hail ...
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... prove , That bear me far from what I love ? Alas ! what dangers on the Main Can equal those that I sustain From slighted vows , and cold disdain ? Be gentle and , in pity , choose To wish the wildest tempests loose ! That , thrown again ...
... prove , That bear me far from what I love ? Alas ! what dangers on the Main Can equal those that I sustain From slighted vows , and cold disdain ? Be gentle and , in pity , choose To wish the wildest tempests loose ! That , thrown again ...
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... prove ; How can I love , and not despair ? The wretch , in double fetters bound , Your potent mercy may release ! Soon , if my love by you were crowned , Fair Prophetess ! my grief would cease ! THE QUESTION TO LISETTA . WHAT Nymph ...
... prove ; How can I love , and not despair ? The wretch , in double fetters bound , Your potent mercy may release ! Soon , if my love by you were crowned , Fair Prophetess ! my grief would cease ! THE QUESTION TO LISETTA . WHAT Nymph ...
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... prove ! But wonder not ! It is the air of love ! Yet , CHLORIS ! I can make my love look well ; And cover bleeding wounds I can't conceal ! My words such art - ful accents break , You think I rather act than speak ! My sighs , enlivened ...
... prove ! But wonder not ! It is the air of love ! Yet , CHLORIS ! I can make my love look well ; And cover bleeding wounds I can't conceal ! My words such art - ful accents break , You think I rather act than speak ! My sighs , enlivened ...
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ALEXANDER POPE ANON APOLLO arms Beau Beauty Beggar's Opera BELINDA bless bonny bosom breast bright BROOM OF COWDENKNOWS cellany charms CHLOE CLOE COLIN COUNTESS OF SUFFOLK Countess of WINCHILSEA cried Crown 8vo CUPID DAMON dart dear DELIA delight Derry despair DODSLEY'S Collection e'er Edited EDWARD ARBER ev'ry Extra fcap eyes fair fate fear flame flowers gentle give grace happy hear heart Heaven JOSEPH ADDISON King kiss Lady live look Lord Lord LANSDOWNE Lord LYTTELTON Lover LYTTELTON Maid mind Miscellany Muse Musical ne'er never night Numbers Nymph o'er Oxford India Paper pain play pleasure Poetical POPE ANTHOLOGY pride real Passion Shepherd shine sighs sing smile soft Song soul STREPHON Swain sweet MOLLY Sylphs tears tell tender THALESTRIS thee thou thought thrice trembling trifle Twas VENUS Verse vows W. W. SKEAT wind Youth
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Página 263 - When Britain first, at Heaven's command, Arose from out the azure main ; This was the charter of the land, And guardian angels sung this strain : " Rule, Britannia, rule the waves; Britons never will be slaves!
Página 35 - Here will I hold. If there's a power above us (And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works), he must delight in virtue ; And that which he delights in must be happy.
Página 21 - And hence th' egregious wizard shall foredoom The fate of Louis, and the fall of Rome. Then cease, bright nymph ! to mourn thy ravished hair, Which adds new glory to the shining sphere! Not all the tresses that fair head can boast, Shall draw such envy as the Lock you lost. For after all the murders of your eye, When, after millions slain, yourself shall die; When those fair suns shall set, as set they must, And all those tresses shall be laid in dust, This lock the Muse shall consecrate to fame,...
Página 18 - Heroes' and heroines' shouts confusedly rise, And bass and treble voices strike the skies. No common weapons in their hands are found, Like gods they fight, nor dread a mortal wound. So when bold Homer makes the gods engage, And...
Página 14 - Clipp'd from the lovely head where late it grew) That, while my nostrils draw the vital air, This hand, which won it, shall for ever wear.
Página 258 - King! Long live our noble King! God save the King! Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us! God save the King!
Página 148 - Twas when the seas were roaring With hollow blasts of wind, A damsel lay deploring All on a rock reclined. Wide o'er the foaming billows She cast a wistful look; Her head was crown'd with willows That trembled o'er the brook. " ' Twelve months are gone and over, And nine long tedious days; Why didst thou, venturous lover — Why didst thou trust the seas ? Cease, cease, thou cruel Ocean, And let my lover rest; Ah!