Hymen's Recruiting-sergeant, Or, The New Matrimonial Tat-too for Old Bachelors: Inviting All Both Big and Small, A Lovely Wife to Take ; Nor Longer Lead--Oh! Shameful Deed! The Life of Worthless RakeAndrus & Judd, 1833 - 52 стор. |
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Сторінка 30 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Сторінка 16 - Though fools spurn Hymen's gentle powers, We, who improve his golden hours, By sweet experience know, That marriage, rightly understood, Gives to the tender and the good A paradise below.
Сторінка 41 - Grace was in all her steps, Heaven in her eye, In every gesture dignity and love.
Сторінка 39 - Let not thine heart decline to her ways, go not astray in her paths. For she hath cast down many wounded : yea, many strong men have been slain by her. Her house is the way to hell, going down to the chambers of death.
Сторінка 50 - When on thy bosom I recline, Enraptur'd still to call thee mine, To call thee mine for life, I glory in the sacred ties, Which modern wits and fools despise, Of husband and of wife. One mutual flame inspires our bliss, The tender look, the melting kiss.
Сторінка 17 - Through walks grown with woodbines as often we stray, Around us our boys and girls frolic and play : How pleasing their sport is ! The wanton ones see, And borrow their looks from my Jessy and me.
Сторінка 33 - Here all her store of richest odours meets, I'll lay thee in a wilderness of sweets. Whatever to the sense can grateful be I have collected there — I want but thee. My husband's gone a journey far away, Much gold he took abroad, and long will stay, He named for his return a distant day.
Сторінка 30 - twas a barbarous deed. For he ne'er could be true, she averr'd, Who could rob a poor bird of its young ; And I lov'd her the more when I heard Such tenderness fall from her tongue.