The British Martial: Or, An Anthology of English Epigrams: Being the Largest Collection Ever Published. With Some Originals, Tom 1R. Phillips, 1806 |
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... lost my mistress , horse , and wife ; But when I think on human life , I'm glad it is no worse : My wife was ugly and a scold ; My Chloe was grown lean and old- I'm sorry for my horse ! XXXI . VERSES STUCK ON THE STATUE OF A MOOR 14.
... lost my mistress , horse , and wife ; But when I think on human life , I'm glad it is no worse : My wife was ugly and a scold ; My Chloe was grown lean and old- I'm sorry for my horse ! XXXI . VERSES STUCK ON THE STATUE OF A MOOR 14.
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... er such a contest recorded in song ? The one's in the right , the other's not wrong . XLIX . A STRIKING SIMILE . Chloe , a jilt while in her prime , The vainest , ficklest thing alive , ( Behold the strange effects of time ! ) Marries 22.
... er such a contest recorded in song ? The one's in the right , the other's not wrong . XLIX . A STRIKING SIMILE . Chloe , a jilt while in her prime , The vainest , ficklest thing alive , ( Behold the strange effects of time ! ) Marries 22.
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... GALLA'S HAIR . The golden hair that Galla wears , Is her's who would have thought it ? She swears ' tis hers , and true she swears , For I know where she bought it . LXVII . CHLOE'S CONDUCT . Prithee , is not miss 29.
... GALLA'S HAIR . The golden hair that Galla wears , Is her's who would have thought it ? She swears ' tis hers , and true she swears , For I know where she bought it . LXVII . CHLOE'S CONDUCT . Prithee , is not miss 29.
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... CHLOE'S CONDUCT . Prithee , is not miss Chloe's a comical case ? She lets out her tail , and she borrows her face . ON LORD LXVIII . BEAUTIFYING THE BACK FRONT OF HIS HOUSE . BY A WATERMAN . On silver Thames I've daily row'd , Some ...
... CHLOE'S CONDUCT . Prithee , is not miss Chloe's a comical case ? She lets out her tail , and she borrows her face . ON LORD LXVIII . BEAUTIFYING THE BACK FRONT OF HIS HOUSE . BY A WATERMAN . On silver Thames I've daily row'd , Some ...
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... does Fathers call , The appellation's just , and suits them all : With nymphs delighted to converse and pray , Few have more daughters , or more sons than they . LXXIV . THE LIKENESS DISCOVERED . When Chloe's picture was 32 ...
... does Fathers call , The appellation's just , and suits them all : With nymphs delighted to converse and pray , Few have more daughters , or more sons than they . LXXIV . THE LIKENESS DISCOVERED . When Chloe's picture was 32 ...
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Strona 3 - ON A GIRDLE THAT which her slender waist confined Shall now my joyful temples bind : No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer : My joy, my grief, my hope, my love Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair : Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the Sun goes round.
Strona 120 - THREE Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed; The next in majesty •, In both the last. The force of Nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.
Strona 16 - Yes, she has one, I must aver; When all the world conspires to praise her, The woman's deaf, and does not hear.
Strona 56 - And yet the tender fool's in tears, When she believes I'll leave her : Would I were free from this restraint, Or else had hopes to win her : Would she could make of me a saint, Or I of her a sinner !" What a conquering air there is about these ! What an irresistible Mr.
Strona 220 - As those we love decay, we die in part, String after string is sever'd from the heart ; Till loosen'd life at last — but breathing clay, Without one pang, is glad to fall away. Unhappy he who latest feels the blow, Whose eyes have wept o'er every friend laid low, Dragg'd lingering on from partial death to death, Till dying, all he can resign is breath.
Strona 230 - See ! see, she wakes — Sabina wakes ! And now the sun begins to rise ? Less glorious is the morn, that breaks From his bright beams, than her fair eyes. With light united, day they give ; But different fates ere night fulfil : How many by his warmth will live ! How many will her coldness kill !
Strona 15 - In vain, poor sable son of woe, Thou seek'st the tender tear ; From thee in vain with pangs they flow, For mercy dwells not here. From cannibals thou fled'st in vain ; Lawyers less quarter give ; The first won't eat you till you're slain, The last will do't alive.
Strona 38 - FALSE though She be to me and Love; I'll ne'er pursue revenge! For still the Charmer I approve; Though I deplore her change! In hours of bliss, we oft have met; They could not always last! And though the present I regret; I'm grateful for the past!
Strona 42 - I'll tell the signs by which you may The wandering shepherdess discover. " Coquet and coy at once her air, Both studied, though both seem neglected; Careless she is with artful care, Affecting to seem unaffected. " With skill her eyes dart every glance, Yet change so soon you'd ne'er suspect them ; For she'd persuade they wound by chance.
Strona 229 - While Butler, needy wretch, was yet alive, No generous patron would a dinner give ; See him, when starved to death and turn'd to dust, Presented with a monumental bust. The poet's fate is here in emblem shown, He ask'd for bread, and he received a stone.