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Page 49 - Look here, upon this picture, and on this, The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury...
Page 107 - Sits hush'd his partner nigh; Breeze, bird, and flower, confess the hour, But where is County Guy? The village maid steals through the shade, Her shepherd's suit to hear; To beauty shy, by lattice high, Sings high-born cavalier. The Star of Love, all stars above, Now reigns o'er earth and sky; And high and low the influence know — But where is County Guy?
Page 210 - I was all ear, !(« And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death.
Page 107 - Ah! County Guy, the hour is nigh, The sun has left the lea, The orange flower perfumes the bower, The breeze is on the sea. The lark, his lay who thrill'd all day, Sits hush'd his partner nigh; Breeze, bird, and flower, confess the hour, But where is County Guy?
Page 306 - I am as free as nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
Page 14 - Dieux, pour le confondre, l'accablent de trésors dont il n'ose jouir. Ce qu'il cherche pour être heureux est précisément ce qui l'empêche de l'être. H regrette tout ce qu'il donne, et craint toujours de perdre ; il se tourmente pour gagner. " On ne le voit presque jamais ; il est seul, triste, abattu, au fond de son palais ; ses amis mêmes n'osent l'aborder, de peur de lui devenir suspects.