 | Allan Ramsay - 1876 - 294 стор.
...Till the dews of night returning, Singing, thus me made her moan, Hope is banifh'd, Joys are vanifh'd, Damon my belov'd is gone. Time, I dare thee to difcover,...Damon liv'd alone for me : Melting kifles, Murm'ring bliifes, Who fo liv'd and lov'd as we ? Never mall we curie the morning, Never blefs the night returning,... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1876 - 292 стор.
...the dews of night returning, Singing, thus fhe made her moan, Hope is banilh'd, Joys are vanifh'd, Damon my belov'd is gone. Time, I dare thee to difcover,...Damon liv'd alone for me : Melting kifles, Murm'ring blifles, Who fo liv'd and lov'd as we 1 Never fliall we curie the morning, Never blefs the night returning,... | |
 | John Dryden, Walter Scott - 1885 - 534 стор.
...beloved, is gone ! ii. Time, I dare thee to discover Such a youth, and such a lover ; Oh, so true, so kind was he ! Damon was the pride of nature, Charming in his every feature ; Damon lived alone for me : Melting kisses, Murmuring blisses ; Who so lived and loved as we ! ODES, SONGS,... | |
 | Edward Arber - 1899 - 338 стор.
...my Beloved, is gone! ' Time! I dare thee to discover Such a Youth! and such a Lover! O, so true, so kind, was he! DAMON was the pride of Nature! Charming in his every feature! DAMON lived alone for me! Melting kisses! Murmuring blisses! UNDER THE PORTRAIT OF JOHN MILTON. THREE Poets,... | |
 | Edward Arber - 1899 - 336 стор.
...my Beloved, is gone! ' Time ! I dare thee to discover Such a Youth! and such a Lover! O, so true, so kind, was he! DAMON was the pride of Nature! Charming in his every feature! DAMON lived alone for me! Melting kisses! Murmuring blisses! Who so lived, and loved, as we!' . . 6 UNDER... | |
 | John Dryden - 1909 - 1112 стор.
...belov'd, is gone ! " Time, I dare thee to discover m Such a youth, and such a lover; O, so true, so kind was he ! Damon was the pride of nature, Charming...his every feature; Damon liv'd alone for me: Melting kisses, Murmuring blisses ; Who so liv'd and lov'd as we ! " Never shall we curse the morning, Never... | |
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Oh, so true, so kind was he ! Damon was the pride of nature, Charming in his every feature; Damon liv'd alone for me: Melting kisses, Murmuring blisses ; Who so liv'd and lov'd as we! 
