Epistles on several occasions. Tales. Eclogues. Miscellanies. Dione, a pastoral tragedyH. Lintot, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, 1745 |
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Afide Alexis beauty behold betray'd bluſh boaſt bofom boſom breaſt breath canft ceaſe charms cheek Chloe CLEANTHES cloſe Daphnis defcend deſpair diftant DIONE Dione's DORIS dy'd ECLOGUE ev'ry Evander eyes fair faithlefs falſe fame fate fcorn fecret feek fhade fhall fhepherd fighs filver fincere firſt flain flame fleep flies flow tears foft fome fong Fops forrow foul friendſhip ftill ftream fuch fudden fwain fylvan grace grove guife hand hath hear heart Heav'n houſe LAURA lips loft lover LYCIDAS maid MELANTHE Menalcas mourn muft muſt ne'er night nymph o'er paffion pafs PARTHENIA penfive perjur'd plain pleaſure praiſe pride profe purſue reſt rife rofe roſe SCENE ſcorn ſeek ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſhow ſpeak ſtart ſteps ſtill ſtrain ſwain ſweet tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou tongue trembling truft Twas vows wake Whofe Whoſe wiſh wretched youth
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Стр. 126 - Oh ! where shall I my true love find ? Tell me, ye jovial sailors, tell me true, Does my sweet William sail among the crew ?" William, who high upon the yard, Rock'd with the billows to and fro, Soon as her well-known voice he heard, He sigh'd, and cast his eyes below. The cord slides swiftly through his glowing hands, And (quick as lightning) on the deck he stands.
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Стр. 124 - Tis the restraint that whets our appetite. Behold the beasts who range the forests free, Behold the birds who fly from tree to tree ; In their amours see Nature's power appear ! And do they love ? Yes — One month in the year. Were these the pleasures of the Golden reign ? And did free Nature thus instruct the swain ? I envy not, ye nymphs ! your amorous bowers, Such harmless swains ! I'm even content with ours.
Стр. 113 - Oh ! lead me to some melancholy cave, To lull my sorrows in a living grave ; From the dark rock where dashing waters fall, And creeping ivy hangs the craggy wall, Where I may waste in tears my hours away, And never know the seasons or the day. Die, die, Panthea !— fly this hateful grove, For what is life without the swain I love ?