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... maids by night , Has hent him up aloof ; And full against the beam he flung ,. Where , by the back , the youth he hung , To fprawl unneath the roof , From thence , " Reverse my charm , he crys , And let it fairly now fuffice The gambol ...
... maids by night , Has hent him up aloof ; And full against the beam he flung ,. Where , by the back , the youth he hung , To fprawl unneath the roof , From thence , " Reverse my charm , he crys , And let it fairly now fuffice The gambol ...
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... the ground ? Thou trait'ress vile ! for this thy blood Shall glut my rage , and dye the wood ! So faying , on the lamb he flies ; Beneath his jaws the victim dies . THE THE FEMALE SEDUCERS . IS faid of widow , maid 32 THE BEAUTIES OF.
... the ground ? Thou trait'ress vile ! for this thy blood Shall glut my rage , and dye the wood ! So faying , on the lamb he flies ; Beneath his jaws the victim dies . THE THE FEMALE SEDUCERS . IS faid of widow , maid 32 THE BEAUTIES OF.
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Oliver Goldsmith. THE FEMALE SEDUCERS . IS faid of widow , maid , and wife , ' T ' That Honour is a woman's life ; Unhappy fex ! who only claim A being , in the breath of fame ; Which tainted , not the quick'ning gales , That sweep ...
Oliver Goldsmith. THE FEMALE SEDUCERS . IS faid of widow , maid , and wife , ' T ' That Honour is a woman's life ; Unhappy fex ! who only claim A being , in the breath of fame ; Which tainted , not the quick'ning gales , That sweep ...
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... maid in ftature grew , ( A flow'r juft op'ning to the view ) Oft thro ' her native lawns she stray'd , And , wrestling with the lambkins , play'd ; Her looks diffufive fweets bequeath'd , The breeze grew purer as the breath'd , The morn ...
... maid in ftature grew , ( A flow'r juft op'ning to the view ) Oft thro ' her native lawns she stray'd , And , wrestling with the lambkins , play'd ; Her looks diffufive fweets bequeath'd , The breeze grew purer as the breath'd , The morn ...
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... maid , for thee alone , Nor pray'rs fhall plead , nor tears atone ;; Reproach , fcorn , infamy , and hate , On thy returning fteps fhall wait ;: Thy form be loath'd by ev'ry eye ,, And ev'ry foot thy prefence fly .. Thus , Thus , arm'd ...
... maid , for thee alone , Nor pray'rs fhall plead , nor tears atone ;; Reproach , fcorn , infamy , and hate , On thy returning fteps fhall wait ;: Thy form be loath'd by ev'ry eye ,, And ev'ry foot thy prefence fly .. Thus , Thus , arm'd ...
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Page 109 - At thirty man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves and re-resolves; then dies the same.
Page 97 - We take no note of time But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours : Where are they ? With the years beyond the flood.
Page 132 - The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heav'n.
Page 108 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Page 108 - Of man's miraculous mistakes this bears The palm, ' That all men are about to live, For ever on the brink of being born.' All pay themselves the compliment to think They one day shall not drivel : and their pride On this reversion takes up ready praise ; At least, their own ; their future selves applaud How excellent that life they ne'er will lead.
Page 146 - I fed on the smiles of my dear ? They tell me, my favourite maid, The pride of that valley, is flown ; Alas ! where with her I have stray'd I could wander with pleasure, alone.
Page 238 - To master John the English maid A hornbook gives of gingerbread; And, that the child may learn the better, As he can name, he eats the letter.
Page 129 - Can gold gain friendship ? Impudence of hope ! As well mere man an angel might beget. Love, and love only, is the loan for love. Lorenzo ! pride repress ; nor hope to find A friend, but what has found a friend in thee. All like the purchase ; few the price will pay ; And this makes friends such miracles below.
Page 80 - Proud names, who once the reins of empire held ; In arms who triumph'd ; or in arts excell'd ; Chiefs, grac'd with scars, and prodigal of blood ; Stern patriots, who for sacred freedom stood ; Just men, by whom impartial laws were given ; And saints, who taught and led the way to heaven...
Page 133 - Through nature's wreck, through vanquisht agonies, (Like the stars struggling through this midnight gloom) What gleams of joy ? what more than human peace ? Where, the frail mortal ? the poor abject worm ? No, not in death, the Mortal to be found. His conduct is a legacy for All. Richer than Mammon's for his single heir. His comforters he comforts ; Great in ruin, With unreluctant grandeur, gives, not yields His soul sublime ; and closes with his fate.