The Poetical Calendar, Containing a Collection of Scarce and Valuable Pieces of Poetry: With Variety of Originals and Translations, Bind 1–2J. Coote, 1763 |
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Side 32
... bear . May winds propitious on his way The minifter of peace convey ; Nor rebel wave , nor rifing storm Great George's liquid realms deform . Our vows are heard . Thy crowded fails Already fwell with western gales ; Already Albion's ...
... bear . May winds propitious on his way The minifter of peace convey ; Nor rebel wave , nor rifing storm Great George's liquid realms deform . Our vows are heard . Thy crowded fails Already fwell with western gales ; Already Albion's ...
Side 54
... fued to take you into place " Amongst his flaves , and grant you equal grace ? " What ? fhall my life be begg'd ? inglorious thought ! " And life abhorr'd , on fuch conditions bought ! " The " The toils we bear , my friends , are [ 54 ]
... fued to take you into place " Amongst his flaves , and grant you equal grace ? " What ? fhall my life be begg'd ? inglorious thought ! " And life abhorr'd , on fuch conditions bought ! " The " The toils we bear , my friends , are [ 54 ]
Side 55
With Variety of Originals and Translations Francis Fawkes William Woty. " The toils we bear , my friends , are not ... bears his bands , Lefs grimly growls , and licks his keeper's hands ; But if by chance he taftes forbidden gore , He ...
With Variety of Originals and Translations Francis Fawkes William Woty. " The toils we bear , my friends , are not ... bears his bands , Lefs grimly growls , and licks his keeper's hands ; But if by chance he taftes forbidden gore , He ...
Side 58
... bear th ' unbought luxuriance to thy board . Sometimes my books by day fhall kill the hours , While , from thy needle , rise the filken flowers ; And thou , by turns , to ease my feeble fight , Refume the volume , and deceive the night ...
... bear th ' unbought luxuriance to thy board . Sometimes my books by day fhall kill the hours , While , from thy needle , rise the filken flowers ; And thou , by turns , to ease my feeble fight , Refume the volume , and deceive the night ...
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... that moves this earthly load , Thy femblance let it bear , Nor lose the traces of the God That ftamp'd his image there . A SACRED LYRIC ON BEING WAKED IN THE NIGHT , [ 75 } An hymn to the Creator, A facred lyric, on a thunder-ftorm,
... that moves this earthly load , Thy femblance let it bear , Nor lose the traces of the God That ftamp'd his image there . A SACRED LYRIC ON BEING WAKED IN THE NIGHT , [ 75 } An hymn to the Creator, A facred lyric, on a thunder-ftorm,
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æther almighty beauty bleffings bleft bliſs bloom boundleſs breaſt bright cauſe celeſtial Ceres charms courſe darkneſs defign deſpair diſplay divine duft earth eternal eyes faid fair fame fate fhade fhall fhines fight fing firſt flain flower fmile folar fome fons foon forrow foul freſh ftill ftreams fuch fupplies fupreme fure fweet goodneſs grace hand heart heaven himſelf Jove juft juftice king laſt lefs light live loft luftre Manichæan mind mufe muft muſt night nymph o'er paffions peace plain pleaſure pofies praiſe preſent purſue rage raiſe reafon reſtore rife riſe rofe SAMUEL BOYSE ſcene ſee ſenſe ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſhow ſkies ſky ſmiling ſpace ſpeak ſpirit ſpread ſpring ſtate ſtill ſtore ſweet thee THEOCRITUS theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro throne thy facred virtue Whence whofe Whoſe wild WILLIAM WOTY wiſdom wiſhes
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Side 55 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Side 55 - The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle...
Side 53 - A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle. A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull, Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold.
Side 68 - The world's a bubble and the Life of Man Less than a span In his conception wretched, from the womb So to the tomb; Curst from his cradle, and brought up to years With cares and fears. Who then to frail mortality shall trust, But limns on water, or but writes in dust.
Side 59 - Come live with me, and be my dear, And we will revel all the year, In plains and groves, on hills and dales, Where fragrant air breeds sweetest gales. There shall you have the beauteous pine, The cedar, and the spreading vine, And all the woods to be a screen, Lest Phoebus kiss my summer's queen.
Side 54 - With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love. Thy silver dishes for thy meat, As precious as the gods do eat, Shall on an ivory table be Prepared each day for thee and me. The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May-morning : If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love.
Side 57 - SHALL I, like a hermit, dwell, On a rock, or in a cell, Calling home the smallest part That is missing of my heart, To bestow it where I may Meet a rival every day ? If she undervalue me, What care I how fair she be...
Side 53 - A gown made of the finest Wool, Which from our pretty Lambs we pull ; Slippers, lin'd choicely for the Cold, With Buckles of the purest Gold. A belt of Straw, and ivy Buds, With coral clasps, and amber Studs ; And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my Love.
Side 26 - With nymphs and tritons, wafts him o'er the main ; Another draws fierce Lucifer in arms And fills th' infernal region with alarms ; A third awakes some druid, to foretell Each future triumph, from his dreary cell.
Side 14 - Cause ; Secure that health and beauty springs Through this majestic frame of things, Beyond what he can reach to know ; And that Heaven's all-subduing will, With good, the progeny of ill, Attempereth every state below.