Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most Eminent for Poetical MeritR.H. Evans, 1810 - 352 стор. |
З цієї книги
Результати 1-5 із 60
Сторінка xviii
... face 134 Oh had my love ne'er smil❜d on me 311 Oh how vain is every blessing 351 Oh turn away those cruel eyes 214 On a bank beside a willow On Belvidera's bosom lying 138 18 One morning very early , one morning in the spring xviii A ...
... face 134 Oh had my love ne'er smil❜d on me 311 Oh how vain is every blessing 351 Oh turn away those cruel eyes 214 On a bank beside a willow On Belvidera's bosom lying 138 18 One morning very early , one morning in the spring xviii A ...
Сторінка xix
... treasure 215 The nymph that I lov'd was as cheerful as day 315 The rose had been wash'd , just wash'd in a show'r The shape and face let others prize 281 334 There is one dark and sullen hour The sun was A TABLE OF FIRST LINES . xix.
... treasure 215 The nymph that I lov'd was as cheerful as day 315 The rose had been wash'd , just wash'd in a show'r The shape and face let others prize 281 334 There is one dark and sullen hour The sun was A TABLE OF FIRST LINES . xix.
Сторінка xx
... face When first I saw thee graceful move When first I sought fair Celia's love When first upon your tender cheek When gay Philander fell a prize 273 198 53 131 319 259 109 275 . 236 120 202 234 287 When gentle Celia first I knew 232 ...
... face When first I saw thee graceful move When first I sought fair Celia's love When first upon your tender cheek When gay Philander fell a prize 273 198 53 131 319 259 109 275 . 236 120 202 234 287 When gentle Celia first I knew 232 ...
Сторінка 27
... . Pastoral Poetry is a native of happier climates , where the face of nature , and the manners of the people are widely different from those of our す J northern regions . What is - reality on the soft PASTORAL SONGS . 27 .
... . Pastoral Poetry is a native of happier climates , where the face of nature , and the manners of the people are widely different from those of our す J northern regions . What is - reality on the soft PASTORAL SONGS . 27 .
Сторінка 38
... face and mien , That were so fair to view ; His flaxen locks that sweetly curl'd , And eyne of lovely blue . O lady he is dead and gone ! Lady he's dead and gone ! And at his head a green grass turf , And at his heels a stone . Within ...
... face and mien , That were so fair to view ; His flaxen locks that sweetly curl'd , And eyne of lovely blue . O lady he is dead and gone ! Lady he's dead and gone ! And at his head a green grass turf , And at his heels a stone . Within ...
Інші видання - Показати все
Загальні терміни та фрази
amorous Amynta Anacreon Ballad beauty beauty's blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright 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 Phoebe Phyllis pieces pity plain pleasure poetical poetry prove R. B. SHERIDAN rose Sappho scorn shade shepherd sigh SILAS WRIGHT sing smile SOAME JENYNS 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
Популярні уривки
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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?
Сторінка 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.