Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most Eminent for Poetical MeritR.H. Evans, 1810 - 352 pàgines |
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Pàgina xv
... sweet it is to love 297 - 307 222 279 328 Ah ! the shepherd's mournful fate Ah ! why must words my flame reveal Alexis shunn'd his fellow swains 103 . 110 - 67 All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd 58 All my past life is mine no more ...
... sweet it is to love 297 - 307 222 279 328 Ah ! the shepherd's mournful fate Ah ! why must words my flame reveal Alexis shunn'd his fellow swains 103 . 110 - 67 All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd 58 All my past life is mine no more ...
Pàgina xix
... Sweet are the charms of her I love 265 Sweet maid , if thou wouldst charm my sight 342 Take , oh , take those lips away 261 Tell me , Damon , dost thou languish 322 Tell me no more I am deceived 209 Tell me not how fair she is 324 ...
... Sweet are the charms of her I love 265 Sweet maid , if thou wouldst charm my sight 342 Take , oh , take those lips away 261 Tell me , Damon , dost thou languish 322 Tell me no more I am deceived 209 Tell me not how fair she is 324 ...
Pàgina xxi
... sweet Mistress of my heart 261 Ye happy swains whose hearts are free Ye little loves that round her wait 148 - 205 Yes , fairest proof of beauty's power 105 Yes , Fulvia is like Venus fair 195 Ye shepherds and nymphs that adorn the gay ...
... sweet Mistress of my heart 261 Ye happy swains whose hearts are free Ye little loves that round her wait 148 - 205 Yes , fairest proof of beauty's power 105 Yes , Fulvia is like Venus fair 195 Ye shepherds and nymphs that adorn the gay ...
Pàgina xxvi
... sweet ; Of nodding plumes , and burnish'd arms , And glory's bright terrific charms . The potent sounds like lightning dart Resistless thro ' the glowing heart ; Of power to lift the fixed soul High o'er fortune's proud controul ...
... sweet ; Of nodding plumes , and burnish'd arms , And glory's bright terrific charms . The potent sounds like lightning dart Resistless thro ' the glowing heart ; Of power to lift the fixed soul High o'er fortune's proud controul ...
Pàgina xxviii
... Sweet as in old Arcadian plains , The British pipe has caught the strains ; And where the Tweed's pure current glides , Or lofty rolls her limpid tides , Or Thames his oozy waters leads Thro ' rural howers , or yellow meads , With many ...
... Sweet as in old Arcadian plains , The British pipe has caught the strains ; And where the Tweed's pure current glides , Or lofty rolls her limpid tides , Or Thames his oozy waters leads Thro ' rural howers , or yellow meads , With many ...
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Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most ... John Aikin Visualització completa - 1774 |
Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most ... John Aikin Visualització completa - 1774 |
Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most ... John Aikin,Robert Harding Evans Visualització completa - 1810 |
Frases i termes més freqüents
amorous Amynta Anacreon Ballad beauty beauty's blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright Catullus Celia charms cheek Chloe Chloris cried cruel Cupid Damon dart dear delight despair dost e'er epigram ev'ry eyes face fair faithless fancy fate fear flame fond gentle give grace grove heart heaven hope JOHN AIKIN kind kiss know my love lady languish lily lips live Lochinvar lov'd lover lyre Lyric Lyric poetry maid mind Muses nature ne'er Netherby never nightingale numbers nymph o'er pain passion pastoral pastoral poetry Phyllis pieces pity plain pleasure poetical poetry prove R. B. SHERIDAN rose Sappho scorn shade shepherd sigh SILAS WRIGHT sing smile soft song song-writing soul swain sweet taste tears tell tender thee thine thou thought thro Tibullus trembling true Twas vex'd vows wanton weep winds young youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 243 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain.
Pàgina 315 - River where ford there was none : But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late : For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Pàgina 243 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Pàgina 278 - I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.' The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her, — When, oh ! too strong for human hand The tempest gather'd o'er her.
Pàgina 283 - A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Pàgina 315 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Pàgina 38 - Till quite dejected with my scorn, He left me to my pride ; And sought a solitude forlorn, In secret, where he died. " But mine the sorrow, mine the fault, And well my life shall pay ; I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay. " And there forlorn, despairing, hid, I'll lay me down and die ; 'Tvvas so for me that Edwin did, And so for him will I.
Pàgina 33 - No flocks that range the valley free, To slaughter I condemn: Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them : "But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego ; All earth-born cares are wrong; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Pàgina 316 - Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word), "O, come ye in peace here, or come ye in war Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?
Pàgina 245 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.