Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most Eminent for Poetical Merit |
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... move 102 ' Tis not the liquid brightness of these eyes 123 ' Tis now since I sat down before 228 To all you Ladies now at land 291 To fair Fidele's grassy tomb 140 Too plain , dear youth , those tell - tale eyes 117 To the brook and the ...
... move 102 ' Tis not the liquid brightness of these eyes 123 ' Tis now since I sat down before 228 To all you Ladies now at land 291 To fair Fidele's grassy tomb 140 Too plain , dear youth , those tell - tale eyes 117 To the brook and the ...
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... be referred to the cir- cumstance of its turning upon nature or fiction , and on this will depend its fitness or unfitness to produce peculiar effects . In general , whatever is designed to move the passions 6 ON SONG - WRITING.
... be referred to the cir- cumstance of its turning upon nature or fiction , and on this will depend its fitness or unfitness to produce peculiar effects . In general , whatever is designed to move the passions 6 ON SONG - WRITING.
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... move the passions , cannot be too natural and simple . It is also evident , that when the professed design of the poet is to paint the beauties of nature and the rural land-- scape of pastoral life , he must give as great an air of ...
... move the passions , cannot be too natural and simple . It is also evident , that when the professed design of the poet is to paint the beauties of nature and the rural land-- scape of pastoral life , he must give as great an air of ...
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... move : " Twas not the nightingale that sung ; No , ' tis my Chloe's sweeter tongue , Hark , hark , what says my love ! How foolish is the nymph , she cries , Who trifles with her lover's pain ! Nature still speaks in woman's eyes , Our ...
... move : " Twas not the nightingale that sung ; No , ' tis my Chloe's sweeter tongue , Hark , hark , what says my love ! How foolish is the nymph , she cries , Who trifles with her lover's pain ! Nature still speaks in woman's eyes , Our ...
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... self compare , Be just , as fair , and value more Than gems or ore , a heart sincere ; Let treasure meaner beauties move ; Who pays thy worth , must pay in love . WHAT Deauties does Flora disclose ? How sweet are her PASTORAL SONGS . 71.
... self compare , Be just , as fair , and value more Than gems or ore , a heart sincere ; Let treasure meaner beauties move ; Who pays thy worth , must pay in love . WHAT Deauties does Flora disclose ? How sweet are her PASTORAL SONGS . 71.
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amorous Amynta Anacreon anguish beau mille beauty beauty's blest bliss bloom bosom breast bright Celia charms cheek Chloe Chloris CONGREVE cried cruel Cupid Damon dart dear delight despair e'er ease epigram ev'ry eyes face fair fancy fate fear flame folly fond gentle give Glastonbury thorn grace grove happy heart hope Hudibras kind kiss ladies lips live Lochinvar lov'd lover lyre Lyric Lyric poetry maid melting valued mind move nature ne'er never nightingale nymph o'er Oenone pain passion Phillips Phyllis piece pity plain pleasure poetical poetry R. B. SHERIDAN racter rose Sappho scorn shade shepherd sigh sigh'd sing smiles SOAME JENYNS soft soul surprise swain sweet taste tears tell tender thee thine thou thought thro touch of joy trembling true turn Twas vex'd vows wanton witty Xanthe young youth
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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...