The Beauties of English Poesy, Volume 2 |
From inside the book
Results 1-3 of 25
Page 93
With numbers he the Aying nymphs pursues ; With numbers such as Phæbus ' self might use ! ... Urg'd with his fury , like a wounded deer , O'er these he fled , and now approaching near , Had reach'd the nymph with his harmonious lay ...
With numbers he the Aying nymphs pursues ; With numbers such as Phæbus ' self might use ! ... Urg'd with his fury , like a wounded deer , O'er these he fled , and now approaching near , Had reach'd the nymph with his harmonious lay ...
Page 154
Perhaps I was void of all thought ; Perhaps it was plain to foresee , That a nymph so complete would be fought By a swain more engaging than me , Ah ! love ev'ry hope can inspire : It banishes wisdom the while ; And the lip of the nymph ...
Perhaps I was void of all thought ; Perhaps it was plain to foresee , That a nymph so complete would be fought By a swain more engaging than me , Ah ! love ev'ry hope can inspire : It banishes wisdom the while ; And the lip of the nymph ...
Page 216
Sudden the jocund plain he leaves ; And for the nymph in secret grieves . In dying accents he complains Of cruel fires , and raging pains . The nymph too longs to be alone ; Leaves all the swains , and sighs for one .
Sudden the jocund plain he leaves ; And for the nymph in secret grieves . In dying accents he complains Of cruel fires , and raging pains . The nymph too longs to be alone ; Leaves all the swains , and sighs for one .
What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Contents
Collin and Lucy a Ballad | 84 |
On the Death of the Lord Protector | 91 |
Satire | 135 |
5 other sections not shown
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
Alma beauty beſt born breaſt cauſe charms dead dear death delight Dick divine earth ev'ry eyes face fair fall fame fancy fate fear fire firſt folly fool give grace grave ground half hand head heart Heav'n hope hour human juſt kind knew laſt leave light live look maid mind moſt muſe muſt nature ne'er never night nymph o'er once pain paſſion peace plain play pleaſe pleaſure poets poor pow'r praiſe pride Reaſon reſt riſe ſaid ſay ſcene ſee ſeen ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſhould ſmile ſome ſoul ſtand ſtill ſuch ſweet taught tell thee theſe things thoſe thou thought thro true turn uſe vain virtue whoſe wife wiſdom wiſe youth