Time's Telescope for ... ; Or, A Complete Guide to the AlmanackSherwood, Gilbert and Piper, 1819 |
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... thee now : Bind on thy temples wreaths o ' rue , And mournful rest on CHARLOTTE's tomb ; And Windsor Palace wave with yew- And ceaseless wail her early doom . Blest wi ' the Husband o ' thy choice , Sweet CHARLOTTE ! happiness was thine ...
... thee now : Bind on thy temples wreaths o ' rue , And mournful rest on CHARLOTTE's tomb ; And Windsor Palace wave with yew- And ceaseless wail her early doom . Blest wi ' the Husband o ' thy choice , Sweet CHARLOTTE ! happiness was thine ...
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... thee th ' bonny Boy Wha might hae wore the British Crown , The Star o ' Brunswick's set in woe , An ' a ' the lovely prospects flown . Britannia ! tear thy laurel leaf , Entwine it frae thy bonny brow ; Filled is the measure o ' thy ...
... thee th ' bonny Boy Wha might hae wore the British Crown , The Star o ' Brunswick's set in woe , An ' a ' the lovely prospects flown . Britannia ! tear thy laurel leaf , Entwine it frae thy bonny brow ; Filled is the measure o ' thy ...
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... thee , but in vain ; for well I knew What perils youthful ardour would pursue . That boiling blood would carry thee too far ; Young as thou wert in dangers - raw in war ! O curst essay in arms , -disastrous doom , — Prelude of bloody ...
... thee , but in vain ; for well I knew What perils youthful ardour would pursue . That boiling blood would carry thee too far ; Young as thou wert in dangers - raw in war ! O curst essay in arms , -disastrous doom , — Prelude of bloody ...
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... thee , We hang within thy holy shrine . When o'er us flushed the surging brine , Amid the warring waters tost , We called no other name but thine , And hoped , when other hope was lost , Ave Maris Stella ! Star of the vast and howling ...
... thee , We hang within thy holy shrine . When o'er us flushed the surging brine , Amid the warring waters tost , We called no other name but thine , And hoped , when other hope was lost , Ave Maris Stella ! Star of the vast and howling ...
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... thee to part , Gay queen of fancy and of art , Reluctant move with doubtful mind , Oft stop and often look behind ! Companion of my tender age , Serenely gay and sweetly sage , How blithesome were we wont to rove , By verdant hill or ...
... thee to part , Gay queen of fancy and of art , Reluctant move with doubtful mind , Oft stop and often look behind ! Companion of my tender age , Serenely gay and sweetly sage , How blithesome were we wont to rove , By verdant hill or ...
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Página 161 - A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee and be thy love.
Página 132 - Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck the honeyed showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Página 322 - LAWRENCE, of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining ? Time will run On smoother, till Favonius reinspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun.
Página 161 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Página 267 - Springlets in the dawn are steaming, Diamonds on the brake are gleaming ; And foresters have busy been To track the buck in thicket green ; Now we come to chant our lay
Página 161 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Página 208 - And they hae sworn a solemn oath John Barleycorn should die. They took a plough and plough'd him down, Put clods upon his head; And they hae sworn a solemn oath John Barleycorn was dead. But the cheerful spring came kindly on, And showers began to fall : John Barleycorn got up again.
Página 137 - ... defiance to the giddy wheel of fortune. She doth all things with so sweet a grace, it seems ignorance will not suffer her to do ill, being her mind is to do well. She bestows her year's wages at next fair; and in choosing her garments, counts no bravery in the world like decency.
Página 254 - Is not this the carpenter's son? is not his mother called Mary? and his brethren, James, and Joses, and Simon, and Judas? And his sisters, are they not all with us?
Página 138 - ... she is never alone, for she is still accompanied with old songs, honest thoughts, and prayers, but short ones ; yet they have their efficacy, in that they are not palled with ensuing idle cogitations. Lastly, her dreams are so chaste, that she dare tell them ; only a Friday's dream is all her superstition — that she conceals for fear of anger. Thus lives she, and all her care is she may die in the spring-time, to have store of flowers stuck upon her winding-sheet.