Arundines Cami; sive, Musarum Cantabrigiensium lusus canori, collegit atque ed. H. Drury1841 |
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Pagina 4
... breast , Whose iron scourge and torturing hour The bad affright , afflict the best ! Bound in thy adamantine chain , The proud are taught to taste of pain , And purple tyrants vainly groan With pangs unfelt before , unpitied and alone ...
... breast , Whose iron scourge and torturing hour The bad affright , afflict the best ! Bound in thy adamantine chain , The proud are taught to taste of pain , And purple tyrants vainly groan With pangs unfelt before , unpitied and alone ...
Pagina 30
... breast have felt so wide a wound , Come hither , and thy flame approve ; I'll teach thee what it is to love , And by what marks true passion may be found . It is to be all bathed in tears , To live upon a smile for years , To lie whole ...
... breast have felt so wide a wound , Come hither , and thy flame approve ; I'll teach thee what it is to love , And by what marks true passion may be found . It is to be all bathed in tears , To live upon a smile for years , To lie whole ...
Pagina 34
... breast enthral , Thou never yet his power hast known : Love sits on a despotic throne , And reigns a tyrant , if he reigns at all . Now if thou art so lost a thing , Hither thy tender sorrows bring , And prove whose patience longest can ...
... breast enthral , Thou never yet his power hast known : Love sits on a despotic throne , And reigns a tyrant , if he reigns at all . Now if thou art so lost a thing , Hither thy tender sorrows bring , And prove whose patience longest can ...
Pagina 44
... breast : 6 Which when the Captain saw- What squall , pray , Hath blown you hither , Ma'am ? —says he . Sir , I seeks my Billy Tailor , Whom you pressed and sent to sea . ' GULIELMUS SARTOR . FORTIS in aprica Gulielmus flore juventæ Oris ...
... breast : 6 Which when the Captain saw- What squall , pray , Hath blown you hither , Ma'am ? —says he . Sir , I seeks my Billy Tailor , Whom you pressed and sent to sea . ' GULIELMUS SARTOR . FORTIS in aprica Gulielmus flore juventæ Oris ...
Pagina 58
... breast , Scarcely snuffing the air , he's so proud and elate , The high - mettled Racer starts first for the plate . Now Reynard's turned out , and o'er hedge and ditch rush Hounds , horses , and huntsmen , all hard at his brush ; They ...
... breast , Scarcely snuffing the air , he's so proud and elate , The high - mettled Racer starts first for the plate . Now Reynard's turned out , and o'er hedge and ditch rush Hounds , horses , and huntsmen , all hard at his brush ; They ...
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Pagina 28 - Oft in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me : The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Pagina 186 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And -we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Pagina 52 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Pagina 42 - How often have I blessed the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree, While many a pastime circled in the shade, The...
Pagina 140 - Muse's flame. far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife, their sober wishes never learned to stray; along the cool sequestered vale of life they kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Pagina 144 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A Youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown. Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to Misery (all he had) a tear, He gained from Heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend.
Pagina 80 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Pagina 144 - Oh! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away.
Pagina 130 - LAWRENCE, of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining? Time will run On smoother, till Favonius reinspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun.
Pagina 106 - Euphelia's toilet lay ; When Cloe noted her desire, That I should sing, that I should play. My lyre I tune, my voice I raise, But with my numbers mix my sighs ; And whilst I sing Euphelia's praise, I fix my soul on Cloe's eyes. Fair Cloe blushed : Euphelia frowned : I sung and gazed : I played and trembled : And Venus to the Loves around Remarked, how ill we all dissembled.