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... 215 The nymph that I lov'd was as cheerful as day 315 The rose had been wash'd , just wash'd in a show'r The shape and face let others prize • 281 334 There is one dark and sullen hour The sun was A TABLE OF FIRST LINES . xix.
... 215 The nymph that I lov'd was as cheerful as day 315 The rose had been wash'd , just wash'd in a show'r The shape and face let others prize • 281 334 There is one dark and sullen hour The sun was A TABLE OF FIRST LINES . xix.
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... lov'd youth , ' And didst thou die for me ? Then farewell home ; for , evermore A pilgrim I will be . But first upon my true love's grave My weary limbs I'll lay , And thrice I'll kiss the green - grass turf , That wraps his breathless ...
... lov'd youth , ' And didst thou die for me ? Then farewell home ; for , evermore A pilgrim I will be . But first upon my true love's grave My weary limbs I'll lay , And thrice I'll kiss the green - grass turf , That wraps his breathless ...
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... lov'd , As her fancy mov'd , Came walking forth that way . And as she passed by , With a scornful glance of her eye , What a shame , quoth she , For a swain must it be , Like a lazy loon for to lie ? And dost thou nothing heed What Pan ...
... lov'd , As her fancy mov'd , Came walking forth that way . And as she passed by , With a scornful glance of her eye , What a shame , quoth she , For a swain must it be , Like a lazy loon for to lie ? And dost thou nothing heed What Pan ...
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... lov'd maid in my arms . Now jocund together we tend a few sheep , And if on the banks , by the stream , Reclin'd on her bosom I sink into sleep , Her image still softens my dream . Together we range o'er the slow rising hills ...
... lov'd maid in my arms . Now jocund together we tend a few sheep , And if on the banks , by the stream , Reclin'd on her bosom I sink into sleep , Her image still softens my dream . Together we range o'er the slow rising hills ...
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... be true , she averr'd , Who could rob a poor bird of its young : And I lov'd her the more , when I heard Such tenderness fall from her tongue . I have heard her with sweetness unfold How that pity PASTORAL SONGS . 85.
... be true , she averr'd , Who could rob a poor bird of its young : And I lov'd her the more , when I heard Such tenderness fall from her tongue . I have heard her with sweetness unfold How that pity PASTORAL SONGS . 85.
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Page 233 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain.
Page 47 - More trifling still than they. " And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep?
Page 274 - With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
Page 309 - Oh ! young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broadsword he weapons had none, He rode all unarmed and he rode all alone. So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Page 269 - I'll row you o'er the ferry." By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking ; And in the scowl of Heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. "O haste thee, haste!
Page 235 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Page 254 - But sure such folks could ne'er beget So sweet a girl as Sally! She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
Page 142 - TO fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet, of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing Spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove, But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love.
Page 45 - Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. " Here, to the houseless child of want, My door is open still ; And, though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will " Then turn to-night, and freely share Whate'er my cell bestows ; My rushy couch, and frugal fare, My blessing and repose.
Page 253 - And it seem'd, to a fanciful view, To weep for the buds it had left with regret, On the flourishing bush where it grew. I hastily seized it, unfit as it was For a nosegay, so dripping and drown'd, And swinging it rudely, too rudely, alas ! I snapp'd it, it fell to the ground. And such...