The Songs of England and Scotland, 1. ciltJ. Cochrane, 1835 |
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Sayfa xxxii
... Twas when the seas were roaring- is one of our finest modern poems . and truth found in Carey's Sally in always cause it to be popular . The single song of Bishop Percy's O Nancy wilt thou go with me , The simplicity our Alley , will is ...
... Twas when the seas were roaring- is one of our finest modern poems . and truth found in Carey's Sally in always cause it to be popular . The single song of Bishop Percy's O Nancy wilt thou go with me , The simplicity our Alley , will is ...
Sayfa 12
... Twas from her cheeks that shame the rose , From lips that spoil the rubys praise , From eyes that mock the diamonds blaze . Whence comes my love , as freely own : Ah me ! ' twas from a heart like stone . The blushing cheek speaks modest ...
... Twas from her cheeks that shame the rose , From lips that spoil the rubys praise , From eyes that mock the diamonds blaze . Whence comes my love , as freely own : Ah me ! ' twas from a heart like stone . The blushing cheek speaks modest ...
Sayfa 57
... Twas I that paid for all things , " Twas other drank the wine , I cannot now recall things , Live but a fool to pine : " Twas I that beat the bush The bird to SONGS OF ENGLAND AND IRELAND . 57.
... Twas I that paid for all things , " Twas other drank the wine , I cannot now recall things , Live but a fool to pine : " Twas I that beat the bush The bird to SONGS OF ENGLAND AND IRELAND . 57.
Sayfa 58
" Twas I that beat the bush The bird to others flew , For she , alas ! hath left me , Falero , lero , loo . If ever that Dame Nature , For this false lover's sake Another pleasing creature Like unto her would make , Let her remember ...
" Twas I that beat the bush The bird to others flew , For she , alas ! hath left me , Falero , lero , loo . If ever that Dame Nature , For this false lover's sake Another pleasing creature Like unto her would make , Let her remember ...
Sayfa 81
... Twas I that gave thee thy renown : Thou hadst in the forgotten crowd Of common beauties liv'd unknown , Had not my verse exhal'd thy name And with it impt the wings of fame . VOL . I. G That killing power is none of thine , I gave SONGS ...
... Twas I that gave thee thy renown : Thou hadst in the forgotten crowd Of common beauties liv'd unknown , Had not my verse exhal'd thy name And with it impt the wings of fame . VOL . I. G That killing power is none of thine , I gave SONGS ...
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Amynta ballad BARRY CORNWALL beauty BEN JONSON birds blest bliss blushes Born bosom bowers breast breath bright Burns Celia CHARLES DIBDIN charms cheek Chloris Crazy Jane dear delight despair disdain divine doth drink Dryden EDMUND WALLER English eyes fair Falero flowers garland gentle give grace grove happy HARRY CAREY hath heart JOHN JOHN DRYDEN JOHN GAY JOHN WOLCOT JONSON joys kind kiss Kytt lady lass lero lips live look Lord LORD BYRON loue lov'd Love's lover maid MATTHEW PRIOR Minstrels ne'er never night nymph o'er pain passion Percy Phillis pleasure Poems poetry poets poor pride printed Queen R. B. SHERIDAN Ritson rose says shepherd sighs sing smile soft song sorrow soul spring sung swain sweet Molly tears tell tender thee There's thine THOMAS CAREW thought thro Twas verses wanton weep wind wine youth
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Sayfa 256 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Sayfa 92 - Enlarged winds that curl the flood Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take That for a hermitage.
Sayfa 31 - 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.
Sayfa 95 - WHY so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Sayfa 257 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord ! [From the Hebrew Melodies.] KNOW YE THE LAND?
Sayfa 21 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who...
Sayfa 256 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea. When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
Sayfa 79 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Sayfa 21 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Sayfa 20 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...