Miscellaneous Poems: By Several HandsDavid Lewis J. Watts, 1726 - 320 pages |
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... himself the fordid Niggard steals , Referves large Scantlings from his flender Meals , Scarce to his Bowels half their Due affords , And starves his Carcase to encrease his Hoards ; ' Till to huge Heaps the treafur'd Offals fwell , And ...
... himself the fordid Niggard steals , Referves large Scantlings from his flender Meals , Scarce to his Bowels half their Due affords , And starves his Carcase to encrease his Hoards ; ' Till to huge Heaps the treafur'd Offals fwell , And ...
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... himself he hears One skip and caper up the Stairs , Sees the Door open quick , and knew His dreaded Foe in Red and Blue , Who , with a running Jump , he thought , Leapt plumb directly down his Throat , Laden with Tackle of his Stall ...
... himself he hears One skip and caper up the Stairs , Sees the Door open quick , and knew His dreaded Foe in Red and Blue , Who , with a running Jump , he thought , Leapt plumb directly down his Throat , Laden with Tackle of his Stall ...
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... himself at Peace . The choiceft Gifts of Providence he shares , And leaves a thousand Bleffings to his Heirs . Though now my Life has pass'd through ev'ry [ Stage , And long Experience crowns my hoary Age ; I never faw forfaken at his ...
... himself at Peace . The choiceft Gifts of Providence he shares , And leaves a thousand Bleffings to his Heirs . Though now my Life has pass'd through ev'ry [ Stage , And long Experience crowns my hoary Age ; I never faw forfaken at his ...
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... himself believe , Was the most am'rous Rogue alive : And , tho ' we hear not one Word faid Of any Mistress Virgil had , Yet how could he fo well have written Of Love , if he had ne'er been smitten ? And if Intrigues he had not try'd too ...
... himself believe , Was the most am'rous Rogue alive : And , tho ' we hear not one Word faid Of any Mistress Virgil had , Yet how could he fo well have written Of Love , if he had ne'er been smitten ? And if Intrigues he had not try'd too ...
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... himself my Woe ! Veil'd the sweet Look , and ftill the gentle Breath , And all the Friend and Patron loft in Death . O who shall more my feeble Worth approve ? Who bless me more with so affur'd a Love ? None , none ; with Life's first ...
... himself my Woe ! Veil'd the sweet Look , and ftill the gentle Breath , And all the Friend and Patron loft in Death . O who shall more my feeble Worth approve ? Who bless me more with so affur'd a Love ? None , none ; with Life's first ...
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Page 228 - But transient is the smile of Fate ! A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's day, Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave.
Page 228 - And see the rivers how they run, Through woods and meads, in shade and sun Sometimes swift, sometimes slow, Wave succeeding wave, they go A various journey to the deep, Like human life, to endless sleep...
Page 227 - And ancient towers crown his brow, That cast an awful look below; Whose ragged walls the ivy creeps, And with her arms from falling keeps; So both a safety from the wind On mutual dependence find. 'Tis now the raven's bleak abode; 'Tis now th...
Page 83 - So blooms the human face divine, When youth its pride of beauty shows ; Fairer than spring the colours shine, And sweeter than the virgin ros.e.
Page 42 - Why did you promise love to me, And not that promise keep? Why did you swear my eyes were bright, Yet leave those eyes to weep? " How could you say my face was fair, And yet that face forsake? How could you win my virgin heart, Yet leave that heart to break?
Page 55 - How should I love the pretty creatures, While round my knees they fondly clung ; To see them look their mother's features, To hear them lisp their mother's tongue. And when with envy, time transported, Shall think to rob us of our joys, You'll in your girls again be courted, And I'll go wooing in my boys.
Page 230 - I lie; While the wanton zephyr sings, And in the vale perfumes his wings ; While the waters murmur deep ; While the shepherd charms his sheep ; While the birds unbounded fly, And with music fill the sky, Now, ev'n now, my joys run high.
Page 225 - Does the face of nature show, In all the hues of heaven's bow; And, swelling to embrace the light, Spreads around beneath the sight.
Page 226 - Gaudy as the opening dawn, Lies a long and level lawn, On which a dark hill, steep and high, Holds and charms the wandering eye! Deep are his feet in Towy's flood, His sides are cloth'd with waving wood...
Page 229 - Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view! The fountain's fall, the river's flow, The woody valleys warm and low; The windy summit, wild and high, Roughly rushing on the sky; The pleasant seat, the ruined tower, The naked rock, the shady bower; The town and village, dome and farm, Each give each a double charm, As pearls upon an Ethiop's arm.