The mourning bride. The way of the world. The judgment of Paris. Semele. Poems on several occasionsT. Lowndes, T. Caslon, T. Davies, W. Nicoll, S. Bladon and R. Snagg, 1774 |
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Pagina 14
... Grief for him ; For I had heard , that when the Chance of War Had blefs'd Anfelmo's Arms with Victory , And the rich Spoil of all the Field , and you , The Glory of the whole , were made the Prey Of his Succefs ; that then , in fpite of ...
... Grief for him ; For I had heard , that when the Chance of War Had blefs'd Anfelmo's Arms with Victory , And the rich Spoil of all the Field , and you , The Glory of the whole , were made the Prey Of his Succefs ; that then , in fpite of ...
Pagina 15
... Grief of Heart , The laft Diftrefs of Life , and fure Despair ? Leon . Alas , you fearch too far , and think too deeply . Alm . Why was I carried to Anfelmo's Court ? Or there , why was I us'd fo tenderly ? Why not ill treated , like an ...
... Grief of Heart , The laft Diftrefs of Life , and fure Despair ? Leon . Alas , you fearch too far , and think too deeply . Alm . Why was I carried to Anfelmo's Court ? Or there , why was I us'd fo tenderly ? Why not ill treated , like an ...
Pagina 17
... Grief , that did retard their Flight They shake their downy Wings , and scatter all The dire collected Dews on my poor Head ; Then fly with Joy and Swiftness from me . Leon . Hark ! The diftant Shouts proclaim your Father's Triumph ...
... Grief , that did retard their Flight They shake their downy Wings , and scatter all The dire collected Dews on my poor Head ; Then fly with Joy and Swiftness from me . Leon . Hark ! The diftant Shouts proclaim your Father's Triumph ...
Pagina 32
... Grief ; Affliction is no more , now thou art found . Why doft thou weep , and hold thee from my Arms , My Arms which ache to hold thee faft , and grow To thee with twining ? Come , come to my Heart . Alm . I will , for I should never ...
... Grief ; Affliction is no more , now thou art found . Why doft thou weep , and hold thee from my Arms , My Arms which ache to hold thee faft , and grow To thee with twining ? Come , come to my Heart . Alm . I will , for I should never ...
Pagina 33
... Grief would lead you to lament Anfelmo . Of . There are no Wonders , or elfe all is Wonder . Heli , I faw you on the Ground , and rais'd you up : When with Aftonishment , I faw Almeria . Of . I faw her too , and therefore faw not thee ...
... Grief would lead you to lament Anfelmo . Of . There are no Wonders , or elfe all is Wonder . Heli , I faw you on the Ground , and rais'd you up : When with Aftonishment , I faw Almeria . Of . I faw her too , and therefore faw not thee ...
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Almeria Alphonfo Amyntas Arms ATHAMA behold Bleffings Breaft CADMUS Caufe Charms cou'd dear Death Defire doft thou ev'ry Eyes Face facred fafe faid Fain Fainall falfe fame Fate fave fear feem feen fhall fhew fhou'd fing firft flain foft Foible fome foon Friend ftand ftill fuch fure fweet Gonf Grief Hafte hear Heart Heav'n Heli himſelf Honour Hufband Jove JUNO JUPITER King Lady WISHFORT laft lefs loft Love Lover Lyre Madam Marwood Mill Millamant Mirabell moft moſt mourn Mufe Mufick muft muſt myſelf Numbers Nymph o'er Ofmyn Ovid Paffion Perfon Petulant Pindar pleafing pleaſe Pleaſure Pow'r prefent Priam Reft rife SCENE SEMELE Senfe ſhall ſhe Sir Rowland Sir Wil Sir Wilfull Song ſpeak thee thefe theſe Thing thofe thoſe thought thro Verfes weep whofe Wife Witw Witwoud wou'd Zara
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