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Page 27 - no more the fire of beauty warms, But wicked wealth ufurps the power of charms. What pains to get the gaudy thing you hate, To fwell in ihow, and be a wretch in ftate ! At plays you ogle, at the ring you bow ; Ev'n churches are no
Page 216 - with fear, and fwiftly ran O'er craggy mountains, and the flowery plain ; Through brakes and thickets forc'd his way, and flew Through many a ring, where once he did purfue. In vain he oft endeavour'd to proclaim His new misfortune, and to tell his name ; Nor voice
Page 27 - now ; There golden idols all your vows receive ; She is no goddcfs who has nought to give. Oh may once more the happy age appear. When words were artlefs, and the thoughts fincere ¡ When gold and grandeur were unenvy'd things, And courts
Page 303 - can guefs your fenfe. Your unripe hopes their harveft muft attend : Be rul'd by me, and Time may be your friend. This is enough to let you underftand, For now my pen has tir'd my tender hand ; My woman knows the fecret of my heart, .And may hereafter better news
Page 210 - in his make He ript her womb, and fet the child at large,' And gave him to the centaur Chiron's charge': Then in his fury black'd the raven o'er, And bid him prate in his white plumes no more. OCYRRHOE TRANSFORMED TO A MARE.
Page 25 - form that glad's a nation's eyes ; Beneath her feet four mighty realms appear, And with due reverence pay their homage there. Britain and Ireland feem to own her grace, And even wild India wears a fmiling face. But France alone with downcaft eyes is feen, The fad attendant of fo good a Queen : Ungrateful country ! to forget fo
Page 50 - to believe To forfake the fine folk of the town ? To think that a beauty fo gay, She could doat on fo lowly a clown, Or that her fond heart would not grieve, So kind and fo confiant would prove ; Or go clad like our maidens in gray, Or live in a cottage
Page 282 - may at laft my weary age •**• ' Find out the peaceful hermitage, ' The hairy gown and niofly cell,