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... pain , or who shall speed my cure ? Fond love no cure will have , seek no repose , Delights in grief , nor any measure knows : And now the moon begins in clouds to rise ; The brightening stars increase within the skies ; The winds are ...
... pain , or who shall speed my cure ? Fond love no cure will have , seek no repose , Delights in grief , nor any measure knows : And now the moon begins in clouds to rise ; The brightening stars increase within the skies ; The winds are ...
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... pains ? The gifts alike and giver she disdains : And now , left heiress of the glen , she'll deem Me , landless lad , unworthy her esteem : Yet , was she born , like me , of shepherd - sire ; And I may fields and lowing herds acquire ...
... pains ? The gifts alike and giver she disdains : And now , left heiress of the glen , she'll deem Me , landless lad , unworthy her esteem : Yet , was she born , like me , of shepherd - sire ; And I may fields and lowing herds acquire ...
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... pain ; And hard is want to the unpractised swain : But neither want , nor pinching cold , is hard , To blasting storms of calumny compared ! Unkind as hail it falls : the pelting shower Destroys the tender herb , and budding flower ...
... pain ; And hard is want to the unpractised swain : But neither want , nor pinching cold , is hard , To blasting storms of calumny compared ! Unkind as hail it falls : the pelting shower Destroys the tender herb , and budding flower ...
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... pains of love : Sing what thou wilt , ill - nature will prevail ; And every elf hath skill enough to rail . But yet , though poor and artless be my vein , Menalcas seems to like my simple strain : And while that he delighteth in my song ...
... pains of love : Sing what thou wilt , ill - nature will prevail ; And every elf hath skill enough to rail . But yet , though poor and artless be my vein , Menalcas seems to like my simple strain : And while that he delighteth in my song ...
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... pains , In labour'd furrows sow the choice of wheat , And , over empty sheaves , in harvest sweat ; A thin increase our fleecy cattle yield ; And thorns , and thistles , overspread the field . How all our hope is fled like morning dew ...
... pains , In labour'd furrows sow the choice of wheat , And , over empty sheaves , in harvest sweat ; A thin increase our fleecy cattle yield ; And thorns , and thistles , overspread the field . How all our hope is fled like morning dew ...
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Page 140 - Detested wretch !" — but scarce his speech began, When the strange partner seem'd no longer man His youthful face grew more serenely sweet ; His robe turn'd white, and flow'd upon his feet ; Fair rounds of radiant points invest his hair ; Celestial odours...
Page 135 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well : Remote from men, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
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Page 150 - To measure height against his head, And lift itself above : Yet, spite of all that Nature did To make his uncouth form forbid, This creature dar'd to love. He felt the charms of Edith's eyes, Nor wanted hope to gain the prize, Could ladies look within...
Page 142 - Thus Heaven instructs thy mind: this trial o'er, Depart in peace, resign, and sin no more.
Page 147 - Nod o'er the scutcheons of the dead ? Nor can the parted body know, Nor wants the soul, these forms of woe. As men who long in prison dwell, With lamps that glimmer round the cell, Whene'er their suffering years are run, Spring forth to greet the glittering sun : Such joy, though far transcending sense, Have pious souls at parting hence. On earth, and in the body placed, A few and evil years they waste ; But when their chains are cast aside, See the glad scene unfolding wide, Clap the glad wing,...
Page 154 - Has clapp'd the door, and whistled loud, To warn them all to go. Then, screaming, all at once they fly, And all at once the tapers...
Page 124 - scape from flattery to wit. Absent or dead, still let a friend be dear, (A sigh the absent claims, the dead a tear) Recall those nights that...