Beauties of the British Poets (Volume 2); With Notices, Biographical and Critical
General Books, 2010 - 256 pages
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1824 Excerpt: ...adventurous baron the bright locks admired He saw, he wish'd, and to the prize aspired. Resolved to win, he meditates the way, By force to ravish, or by fraud betray; For when success a lover's toil attends, Few ask if fraud or force attain'd his ends. For this, ere Phoebus rose, he had implored Propitious Heaven and every power adored; But chiefly Love: to Love an altar built, Of twelve vast French romances neatly gilt. There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves, And all the trophies of his former loves. With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three am'rous sighs to raise the fire. Then prostrate falls, and begs with ardent eyes Soon to obtain and long possess the prize: The powers gave ear, and granted half his prayer; The rest the winds dispersed in empty air. But now secure the painted vessel glides, The sun-beams trembling on the floating tides: While melting music steals upon the sky, And soften'd sounds along the water die; Smooth flow the waves, the zephyrs gently play, Belinda smil'd, and all the world was gay, All but the sylph; with careful thoughts oppress'd, The impending woe sat heavy on his breast: He summons straight his denizens of air; The lucid squadrons round the sails repair: Soft o'er the shrouds aerial whispers breathe, That seem'd but zephyrs to the train beneath. Some to the sun their insect wings unfold, Waft on the breeze, or sink in clouds of gold; Transparent forms too fine for mortal sight, Their fluid bodies half dissolved in light; Loose to the wind their airy garments flew, Thin glittering textures of the filmy dew, Dipp'd in the richest tinctures of the skies, Where light disports in ever-mingling dyes, Where every beam new transient colours flings, Colours that change whene'er they wave their wings. Am...
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