The Pleasures of Love: Being Amatory Poems, Volumen806J. Cundee, 1806 - 188 páginas |
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... gale hangs on the grove , Upon my breast she hung . My willing arms embraced the maid ; My heart with raptures beat ; While she but wept the more , and said , " Would we had never met i " TO SELIMA . BY ACHMED ARDEBEILI , A PERSIAN ...
... gale hangs on the grove , Upon my breast she hung . My willing arms embraced the maid ; My heart with raptures beat ; While she but wept the more , and said , " Would we had never met i " TO SELIMA . BY ACHMED ARDEBEILI , A PERSIAN ...
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... gale , Its hues adorn the fairest wreath ; But sweeter through a dewy veil Its colors glow , its odors breathe . And thus thy charms in brightness rise : - When wit and pleasure round thee play , When mirth sits smiling in thine eyes ...
... gale , Its hues adorn the fairest wreath ; But sweeter through a dewy veil Its colors glow , its odors breathe . And thus thy charms in brightness rise : - When wit and pleasure round thee play , When mirth sits smiling in thine eyes ...
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... gale , Ten thousand splendors crown the orient morn . Ten thousand beauties eagerly conspire To blend celestial in the Maid I love ; Ten thousand zephyrs fan the fond desire , And waft her fancied form where'er I rove . Ten thousand ...
... gale , Ten thousand splendors crown the orient morn . Ten thousand beauties eagerly conspire To blend celestial in the Maid I love ; Ten thousand zephyrs fan the fond desire , And waft her fancied form where'er I rove . Ten thousand ...
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... gale , that o'er yon waving almond blows , The verdant bank with silver blossoms strews ; The smiling season decks each flowery glade . Be gay too soon the flowers of Spring will fade . What gales of fragrance scent the vernal air ...
... gale , that o'er yon waving almond blows , The verdant bank with silver blossoms strews ; The smiling season decks each flowery glade . Be gay too soon the flowers of Spring will fade . What gales of fragrance scent the vernal air ...
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... drops sprinkled by the musky gale Are changed to essence ere they reach the dale . The mild blue sky a rich pavilion spreads , Without our labor o'er our favor'd heads . Let others toil in war , in arts , or 32 PLEASURES OF LOVE.
... drops sprinkled by the musky gale Are changed to essence ere they reach the dale . The mild blue sky a rich pavilion spreads , Without our labor o'er our favor'd heads . Let others toil in war , in arts , or 32 PLEASURES OF LOVE.
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Términos y frases comunes
ACHMED ARDEBEILI ALEPPO amorous anguish arms azure beams beamy beauteous beauty birds blest bliss bloom blush bosom bower breast breath bright Bright waving CASTARA CEPHALUS confest Cupid dart dear Deidamia delight dewy display'd e'er Ev'n fair fancy fate fear flow flowers of Spring fond frown gale gay too soon gentle glowing grace grief grove HAFIZ hair haste heart Hide kiss Laura lip's Love's lover lustre lyre melting murmuring ne'er will love night NOSEGAY nymph o'er pale panting passion pleasure prest Prithee Procris rapture rose rosy round SAPPHO scent SELIMA shade shew shining sigh sing smile snow snowy soft SONG soon the flowers soul Spring will fade stream swain sweet sweeter tear tender thee thine eye thou thro thy charms thy cheek thy lips trembling tresses twas Venus virgin train wanton waves wing Yarrow youth zephyr
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Página 184 - Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Página 171 - WHY so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Página 175 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.
Página 178 - I'll seek him in your bonnet brave ; I'll seek him in your eyes ; Nay, now I think they've made his grave I' th' bed of strawberries. I'll seek him there ; I know, ere this, The cold, cold earth doth shake him ; But I will go, or send a kiss By you, sir, to awake him. Pray hurt him not ; though he be dead, He knows well who do love him ; And who with green turfs rear his head, And who do rudely move him.
Página 140 - The green-wood path to meet her brother; They sought him east, they sought him west, They sought him all the forest thorough; They only saw the cloud of night, They only heard the roar of Yarrow. No longer from thy window look — Thou hast no son, thou tender mother! No longer walk, thou lovely maid; Alas, thou hast no more a brother! . No longer seek him east or west And search no more the forest thorough; For, wandering in the night so dark, He fell a lifeless corpse in Yarrow.
Página 164 - I do confess thou'rt smooth and fair, And I might have gone near to love thee ; Had I not found the slightest prayer That lips could speak had power to move thee : But I can let thee now alone, As worthy to be loved by none.
Página 151 - MY dear mistress has a heart Soft as those kind looks she gave me; When with love's resistless art, And her eyes, she did enslave me. But her constancy's so weak, She's so wild and apt to wander, That my jealous heart...
Página 18 - Go boldly forth, my simple lay ; Whose accents flow with artless ease, Like orient pearls at random strung : Thy notes are sweet the damsels say ; But, oh ! far sweeter, if they please The nymph for whom these notes are sung.
Página 180 - Phoenix' urn and nest. Fear not your ships, Nor any to oppose you save our lips, But come on shore, Where no joy dies till love hath gotten more. For swelling waves, our panting breasts, Where never storms arise, Exchange ; and be awhile our guests : For stars gaze on our eyes. The compass Love shall hourly sing, And, as he goes about the ring, We will not miss To tell each point he nameth with a kiss : THE CHARM.
Página 116 - In every heavenly feature smil'd, And ask'd what new complaints I made, And why I call'd you to my aid ? What frenzy in my bosom rag'd, And by what cure to be assuag'd ? What gentle youth I would allure, Whom in my...