Jones's Cabinet Edition of British Poets, Svazek 2Jones & Company, 1831 |
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Strana 1
... charms ? Why clasp the syren Pleasure to his arms ? And suck deep draughts of her voluptuous breath , Though fraught with ruin , infamy , and death ? Could he who thus to vile enjoyment clings , Know what calm joy from purer sources ...
... charms ? Why clasp the syren Pleasure to his arms ? And suck deep draughts of her voluptuous breath , Though fraught with ruin , infamy , and death ? Could he who thus to vile enjoyment clings , Know what calm joy from purer sources ...
Strana 3
... charm , No future recantation can disarm , The right vindictive does the fates involve , No tears can move it , no ... charms by magic Nature given To this wild spot , this sublunary heaven , With double joy enthusiast Fancy leans On ...
... charm , No future recantation can disarm , The right vindictive does the fates involve , No tears can move it , no ... charms by magic Nature given To this wild spot , this sublunary heaven , With double joy enthusiast Fancy leans On ...
Strana 4
... charms , the joys which these impart Bind thee , bless'd Clifton ! close around my heart . Dear Native Grove ! where ... charm . And as she enter'd the cavern wide , The moonbeam gleamed pale , And she saw a snake on the craggy rock , It ...
... charms , the joys which these impart Bind thee , bless'd Clifton ! close around my heart . Dear Native Grove ! where ... charm . And as she enter'd the cavern wide , The moonbeam gleamed pale , And she saw a snake on the craggy rock , It ...
Strana 12
... charms could not prevail To steal my heart from yonder vale . II . Of distant climes the false report It lured me from my native land ; It bade me rove - my sole support My cymbals and my saraband . The woody dell , the hanging rock ...
... charms could not prevail To steal my heart from yonder vale . II . Of distant climes the false report It lured me from my native land ; It bade me rove - my sole support My cymbals and my saraband . The woody dell , the hanging rock ...
Strana 13
... charms are fraught , So pr'ythee back again .. I would not weep , I wish to sleep , Then why , thou busy foe , with me thy vigils keep ? II . Why dost o'er bed and couch recline ? Is this thy new delight ? Pale visitant , it is not ...
... charms are fraught , So pr'ythee back again .. I would not weep , I wish to sleep , Then why , thou busy foe , with me thy vigils keep ? II . Why dost o'er bed and couch recline ? Is this thy new delight ? Pale visitant , it is not ...
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amang art thou auld bard beauty beneath Birks of Aberfeldy blast bloom blow bonnie bonnie lass bosom braw breast Burns charms claut dark dear death e'en e'er Elegy ev'ry fair fame fancy fate fear flowers frae grace green grove hand hast hear heart Heaven hill honour hope hour Hudibras John Barleycorn lass lassie lonely lyre maid mair maun mind monie morn mourn Muse ne'er never night o'er owre peace plain pleasure poet poor pow'r pride Quoth rill ROBERT BURNS round scene Scotland shade sigh sing skelpin smile song soul sparklin spring stream sweet tear tell thee There's thine thou thought toil trees Tune Twas vale wander wave weary weel whistle whyles wild wind ye'll youth
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Strana 27 - An' each for other's weelfare kindly spiers : The social hours, swift-wing'd, unnotic'd fleet ; Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears ; The parents, partial, eye their hopeful years ; Anticipation forward points the view. The mother, wi' her needle an' her sheers, Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new; The father mixes a
Strana 92 - I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met — or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Strana 27 - An' makes him quite forget his labour an' his toil. Belyve the elder bairns come drapping in, At service out, amang the farmers roun', Some ca' the pleugh, some herd, some tentie rin A cannie errand to a neebor town : Their eldest hope, their Jenny, woman grown, In youthfu...
Strana 27 - And decks the lily fair in flow'ry pride, Would, in the way His wisdom sees the best, For them and for their little ones provide; But, chiefly, in their hearts with Grace Divine preside.
Strana 19 - tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Strana 44 - Till roof and rafters a' did dirl. Coffins stood round, like open presses, That...
Strana 27 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise. In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Strana 56 - YE banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel O
Strana 71 - I hear her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonnie flower that springs By fountain, shaw, or green, There's not a bonnie bird that sings But minds me o
Strana 17 - twill pass for wit; Care not for feeling — pass your proper jest, And stand a critic, hated yet caress'd. And shall we own such judgment? no— as soon Seek roses in December— ice in June; Hope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff; Believe a woman or an epitaph, Or any other thing that's false, before You trust in critics, who themselves are sore Or yield one single thought to be misled By Jeffrey's heart, or Lambe's Boeotian head.