Original poems, in the amatory, heroic, pathetic, and other styles. By a traveller [signing himself J.H. 13 pt. with various imprints and a collective title-leaf].1826 |
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... soft , Their syren notes on boughs aloft ; 4 When some , who seek affection's throne , Pursue life's dreary paths alone ; Some hearts with mutual ardour beat , Whose hopes and fears congenial meet , B 2 When met , their feelings never ...
... soft , Their syren notes on boughs aloft ; 4 When some , who seek affection's throne , Pursue life's dreary paths alone ; Some hearts with mutual ardour beat , Whose hopes and fears congenial meet , B 2 When met , their feelings never ...
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... soft its pow'r . That which succeeds to eve's decline , Is finer far , far more sublime : As Sol withdraws his farewell beam , Gloom gives fresh int'rest to the scene ; Enchants us more , as less reveal'd , Like Beauty , when almost ...
... soft its pow'r . That which succeeds to eve's decline , Is finer far , far more sublime : As Sol withdraws his farewell beam , Gloom gives fresh int'rest to the scene ; Enchants us more , as less reveal'd , Like Beauty , when almost ...
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... sing of the charming Helena ; Or Penelope , graceful , forbearing , and true : While I , in soft numbers , describe as I've seen her , The pride of my soul - lovely Lara Merblue . Ulysses , when wreck'd on the Isle , * where.
... sing of the charming Helena ; Or Penelope , graceful , forbearing , and true : While I , in soft numbers , describe as I've seen her , The pride of my soul - lovely Lara Merblue . Ulysses , when wreck'd on the Isle , * where.
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... soft returns , For I am not the abject thing- That sues for pity when it burns , Or writhes , because it feels the sting ! Yet , ere I close affection's eye , Some friend to thee these lines may give , To bless thy memory till I die ...
... soft returns , For I am not the abject thing- That sues for pity when it burns , Or writhes , because it feels the sting ! Yet , ere I close affection's eye , Some friend to thee these lines may give , To bless thy memory till I die ...
31 psl.
... that embosoms thy treasures , Where Flora's gay offspring in gala robes shine : Young Zephyrs waft round them exchanging soft pleasures , In amours all playful their arms round them twine . Thy absence , sweet scene , impels ME to deplore.
... that embosoms thy treasures , Where Flora's gay offspring in gala robes shine : Young Zephyrs waft round them exchanging soft pleasures , In amours all playful their arms round them twine . Thy absence , sweet scene , impels ME to deplore.
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affection's amid APOLLO arm'd arms artless ask of thee Bards beneath thy betray'd bloom blush bosom bow'r brave Britannia Britons BUONAPARTE burn CELESTIAL charms crown'd Deaf and Dumb dear Girls DEAREST MARY deathless decree dire Dumb Boy e'er embrace eyes fair fame Farewell fate feelings flow'r fond Gallia's GAME OF BOWLS give glides glory graceful grot guile Halesworth hand Heaven heavenly heaves Henceforth Hero hour Impels INGRATITUDE IVY-CLAD BOWER Joseph,-the Deaf Lara Merblue laurels liv'd live LOCKWOOD love-lorn Lowestoft maid Mourns Muse native ne'er Nelson's numbers o'er Ocean's opiate Peace Pedestrian perchance pity poignant anguish pow'r pride Prussia Quell'd rais'd rapture Resolv'd ruffle Sav'd scene sing sleep smile soft sorrow soul Spain sting storm subdues Summer-House sweet sword talismanic tears Thou thro throne Thy garden's thy ivy thy land thy urn tide tomb Tyrant unassuming verdant Vet'ran vile WELLINGTON Whoe'er witness'd
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11 psl. - Tho' dear a Female's face, or form ; Tho' elegant her attitude ; We fly, as from the winged storm If she pours forth INGRATITUDE.
25 psl. - Bowling too short, you but obstruct the Green, Like him who loiters on Life's public scene; Whoe'er at bowls, or business causes strife Will rubs on Greens receive and eke in Life ; One bowling trick avoid in moral play, Ah, never, never block your neighbour's way. These rules observed, a Man may play his game, On Bowling Greens, or through the World, with fame.
25 psl. - Life, like the Game of Bowls, is but an end, Which to play well, this moral verse attend. Throw not your bowl too rashly from your hand, First let its course by reason's eye be plann'd ; Lest it rolls useless o'er the verdant plain, Like heedless Life that finishes in vain. Know well your bias ; here the moral school Scarce needs a comment on the bowling rule ; Play not too wide, with caution eye your cast, Use not extent of Green, or Life, to waste : Nor yet too straight in Life observe...