A Pastoral Dialogue Between Two Shepherdesse (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems)
Pretty Nymph! within this Shade, Whilst the Flocks to rest are laid,Whilst the World dissolves in Heat,Take this cool, ...
Pretty Nymph! within this Shade, Whilst the Flocks to rest are laid,Whilst the World dissolves in Heat,Take this cool, ...
O! DAMON ! how much thou art chang'd--How cold that false bosom of thine;Since late, on Dee's banks as we ...
Glomie Winter raign'd as King,Hoarie frost did nip each thing:Fields look'd naked now and bare,Fields which like a Chaos were.Earth ...
"HOW strongly does my passion flow, Divided equally 'twixt two? Damon had ne'er subdued my heart, Had not Alexis took ...
MY Damon was the first to wake The gentle flame that cannot die;My Damon is the last to take ...
How joyless I sit,While for nothing I'm fit,A part from the kindest of men!When my babes lie asleep,My lone vigils ...
HAIL ! beauteous Spring; thy smiling faceOnce made me more than blest,When Fancy taught me that I heldA place in ...
DAMON. Haste! Sylvia! haste, my charming Maid! Let's leave these fashionable toys; Let's seek the shelter of some shade, And ...
As at sunset I was straying Silently the wood along, Damon on his flute was playing, And the rocks gave ...
A village Chorus is supposed to be assembled, and about to commence its festive procession. [Written for the birthday of ...
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
Pretty Nymph! within this Shade, Whilst the Flocks to rest are laid, Whilst the World dissolves in Heat, Take ...
(LIMBERHAM: OR, THE KIND KEEPER) By a dismal cypress lying, Damon cried, all pale and dying, Kind is death that ...
Why Damon, why, why, why so pressing? The Heart you beg's not worth possessing: Each Look, each Word, each Smile's ...
YON wandering rill that marks the hill, And glances o'er the brae, Sir, Slides by a bower, where mony a ...
O show the lab'ring bosom's deep intent, And thought in living characters to paint, When first thy pencil did those ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Nolueram, Belinda, tuos violare capillos; Sedjuvat, hoc precibus me tribuisse tuis. (Martial, Epigrams 12.84) What dire offence from am'rous causes ...
C. Damon come drive thy flocks this way. D. No : 'tis too late they went astray. C. I have ...
song Fauc1 First. Chorus. Th' Astrologers own Eyes are set, And even Wolves the Sheep forget; Only ...
Heark how the Mower Damon Sung, With love of Juliana stung! While ev'ry thing did seem to paint The Scene ...
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