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Strona 148 - Ah me! for aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth...
Strona 25 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i...
Strona 189 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that, which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness.
Strona 215 - Here a grave Flora scarcely deigns to bloom, Nor wears a rosy blush, nor sheds perfume ; The few dull flowers that o'er the place are spread, Partake the nature of their fenny bed ; Here on its wiry stem, in rigid bloom, Grows the salt lavender that lacks perfume ; Here the dwarf sallows creep, the septfoil harsh, And the soft slimy mallow of the marsh ; Low on the ear the distant billows sound, And just in view appears their stony bound...
Strona 217 - Useless, despis'd, his worthless labours done, And half protected by the vicious Son, Who half supports him ; he with heavy glance, Views the young "ruffians who around him dance; And, by the sadness in his face, appears To trace the progress of their future years : Through what strange course of misery, vice, deceit...
Strona 111 - Roar'd with strong blasts, with mighty showers the floods : All green was vanish'd, save of pine and yew, That still displayed their melancholy hue ; Save the green holly with its berries red, And the green moss that o'er the gravel spread.
Strona 125 - I have heard of your paintings too, well enough ; God hath given you one face and you make yourselves another: you jig, you amble, and you lisp, and nick-name God's creatures, and make your wantonness your ignorance.
Strona 23 - He spoke, and, seated with his former air, Look'd his full self, and fill'd his ample chair ; Took one full bumper to each favourite cause, And dwelt all night on politics and laws, With high applauding voice, that gain'd him high applause.
Strona 220 - See ! that sleek fellow, how he strides along, Strong as an ox, and ignorant as strong ; Can yon close crops a single eye detain But his who counts the profits of the grain ? And these vile beans with deleterious smell, Where is their beauty ? can a mortal tell ? These deep fat meadows I detest ; it shocks One's feelings there to see the grazing ox ; — For slaughter fatted, as a lady's smile Rejoices man, and means his death the while.
Strona 216 - The early trav'ller with their pray'rs to greet : While yet Orlando held his pence in hand, He saw their sister on her duty stand ; Some twelve years old, demure, affected, sly, Prepared the force of early powers to try ; Sudden a look of languor he descries, And...

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