 | Charles Lamb - 1808 - 512 páginas
...stibium, Yet we carouse it off. THE LOVERS MELANCHOLY. BY JOHN FORD. Contention of a Bird and a Musician. Passing from Italy to Greece, the tales Which poets...an elder time have feign'd To glorify their Tempe, bred in me Desire of visiting that paradise. To Thessaly I came, and living private, Without acquaintance... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1811 - 622 páginas
...miitations, and the fallowing fable of Strada is given wiih mure than its original force and beauty. ' Men. Passing from Italy to Greece, the tales Which poets of an elder time have feign'd To glorify their Tempo, bred in me ' Desire of visiting that paradise. • To 1811. fonts Dramatic Works, by Weber.... | |
 | John Ford - 1811 - 522 páginas
...high, Than mere creations are : to add delight I'll tell ye, how 1 found him. Amet. Pr'ythee do. Men. Passing from Italy to Greece, the tales Which poets of an elder time have feign1 d To glorify their Tempe, bred in me Desire of visiting that paradise. To Thessaly I came, and... | |
 | Ralph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths - 1812 - 572 páginas
...specimen as favourable as any that we can select, of the merit of Ford's versification : • Mtnaphon* Passing from Italy to Greece, the tales Which poets...an elder time have feign'd To glorify their Tempe, bred in me • Desire of visiting that paradise. To Thessaly I came, and living private, Without acquaintance... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - 508 páginas
...stibium, Yet we carouse it off THE LOVERS MELANCHOLY. BY JOHN FORD, Contention of a Bird and a Musician. Passing from Italy to Greece, the tales Which poets...an elder time have feign'd To glorify their Tempe, bred in me Desire of visiting that paradise. To Thessaly I came, and living private, Without acquaintance... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - 502 páginas
...stibium, Yet we carouse it off. THE LOVEES MELANCHOLY. BY JOHN 1'ORD. Contention of a Bird and a Musician. Passing from Italy to Greece, the tales Which poets of an elder time have feigrfd To glorify their Tempe, bred in me Desire of visiting that paradise. To Thessaly I came, and... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1820 - 594 páginas
...imitations, and the following fable of Strada is given with more than its original force and beauty. ' Men. Passing from Italy to Greece, the tales Which poets...an elder time have feign'd To glorify their Tempe, b,red in me Desire of visiting that paradise. To Thessaly I came, and living private, Without acquaintance... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 páginas
...completes every thing, and we hope our readers will enjoy with us the concluding from Ford :— Siaiuphon. Passing from Italy to Greece, the tales Which poets...an elder time have feign'd To glorify their Tempe, bred in me Desire of visiting that paradise. To Thessaly I came, and living private, Without acquaintance... | |
 | Charles Bucke - 1823 - 408 páginas
...contest, between a nightingale and a lutanist; finely imitated from a passage in Strada's Prolusions. Passing from Italy to Greece, the tales, Which poets of an elder time have feigned, To glorify their Tempe, bred in me . Desire of visiting that paradise. To Thessaly I came;... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1824 - 312 páginas
...and almost unconsciously I repeated to myself the beautiful story of the Lutist and the Nightingale, from Ford's Lover's Melancholy. Here it is. Is there...an elder time have feign'd To glorify their Tempe, bred in me Pesire of visiting Paradise. To Thessaly I came, and living private, Without acquaintance... | |
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To glorify their Tempe, bred in me Desire of visiting that paradise. To Thessaly I came ; and living private, Without acquaintance of more sweet companions Than the old inmates to my love, my thoughts, I day by day frequented silent groves And solitary... 
