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Hansard, 1810 - 134 páginas
 

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Página viii - Knight of the most ancient and most noble Order of the Thistle...
Página 102 - Exhausted by her painful throes/ Let Nature take her due repose : Sweet, dearest Anna, be thy sleep, .. . While I my joyful vigils keep ! , . '. , Oh t be thy joys sincere As mine ' For sure my pangs have equall'd thine.
Página 103 - Heaven for all the danger past, Heaven for no trivial cause ordains, That joy like this succeeds thy pains, But by this sacred pledge demands A parent's duty at thy hands; While thou thy infant charge shalt rear, My love shall lighten every care.
Página 102 - EXHAUSTED by her painful throes, Let Nature take her due repose ; Sweet, dearest Anna, be thy sleep, While I my joyful vigils keep ! O ! be thy joy sincere as mine, For sure my pangs have equall'd thine \ Sleep on — and, waking, thou shalt see All that may sooth thy pains, in me — Friend, Husband, and (O name most dear) The Father of thy new-born care.
Página 120 - Ah si vous pouviez comprendre Ce que je ressens pour vous ; L'amour n'a rien de si tendre, Ni l'amitié de si doux.
Página 104 - In her may I those manners see, Those virtues, I adore in Thee. TO THO ORDE, ESQ, (afterwards Lord BOLTON,) IN RETURN FOE HIS "SKETCH OF A FAMILY.
Página vii - The Loves of Medea and Jason," a poem, in three books, translated from the Greek of Apollonius Rhodius Argonauticus.
Página 102 - When what was his, shall be no longer thine, May'st thou, like him, life's last sad load sustain, With mind unshaken in the hour of pain ! Death's call, like him, undaunted may'st thou hear, And want no Son to mourn thy sacred bier ! To His WIFE, ON THE BIRTH OF HER FIRST CHILD.
Página 100 - Barton's rural seat With sweet Contentment fix your calm retreat ; In the late Pastor's honour'd steps you tread, And lead the Flock which once my Father led : While we, forsakers of our native plain, One aged Parent's feeble steps sustain ; Content, tho' sad, if yet our pious care Might mitigate the loss we can't repair!
Página 90 - Mark how in dreams, whate'er the Fancy's theme, Love, rage or fear, are still in the extreme : Joy, too, by sleep exalted and...

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