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The Suffolk Garland Or, a Collection of Poems, Songs, Tales, Ballads ...
Peržiūra negalima - 2016
ancient appears arms Ballad beautiful body brave bright Bury called Cambridge charms cheer church command court daughter dear death delight died Duke Earl fair fancy father feet field fire Garland gave give given grace green hand head heart Henry hill hope hour Ipswich John kind King Lady land late leave light lines live London look Lord lost married memory mind Muse nature never night Norfolk o'er once plain poor present remains resided rest rise river round scene seen sent Sermon shade ships shore short side song soon soul spirit stand Suffolk sweet tell thee things Thomas thou town true waves whole wife wind young youth
28 psl. - Where other cares than those the Muse relates, And other shepherds dwell with other mates ; By such examples taught, I paint the Cot, As Truth...
vi psl. - Cowley: so, on the contrary, an ordinary song or ballad, that is the delight of the common people, cannot fail to please all such readers as are not unqualified for the entertainment by their affectation or ignorance; and the reason is plain, because the same paintings of nature which recommend it to the most ordinary reader, will appear beautiful to the most refined.
273 psl. - Her pure and eloquent blood Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought, That one might almost say her body thought.
141 psl. - She turn'd it stopt ! nought could she see Upon the gloomy plain ; But, as she strove the Sprite to flee, She heard the same again. Now terror seized her quaking frame ; For, where the path was bare. The trotting Ghost kept on the same : She mutter'd many a pray'r.
377 psl. - Yet Plenty reigns , and from her boundless hoard, Though not one jelly trembles on the board, Supplies the feast with all that sense can crave; With all that made our great forefathers brave, Ere the cloy'd palate countless flavours tried, And cooks had Nature's judgment set aside.
271 psl. - Divines and dying men may talk of hell, But in my heart her several torments dwell.
28 psl. - There poppies nodding, mock the hope of toil ; There the blue bugloss paints the sterile soil ; Hardy and high, above the slender sheaf, The slimy mallow waves her silky leaf; O'er the young shoot the charlock throws a shade, And clasping tares cling round the sickly blade...
378 psl. - Here once a year Distinction low'rs its crest, The master, servant, and the merry guest, Are equal all; and round the happy ring The reaper's eyes exulting glances fling, And, warm'd with gratitude, he quits his place, With sun-burnt hands and...
115 psl. - Pray, sir, did you not send for me," By such a messenger ? said she : Which made his hair stare on his head, As knowing well that he was dead. " Where is he ? " then to her he said ; " He's in the stable," quoth the maid. " Go in," said he, " and go to bed ; " I'll see the horse well littered.
155 psl. - O'er these waves for ever mourning Shall we roam deprived of rest, If to Britain's shores returning You neglect my just request ; After this proud foe subduing, When your patriot friends you see, Think on vengeance for my ruin, And for England shamed in me!