A Catalogue of the Royal and Noble Authors of England, Scotland, and Ireland: With Lists of Their Works, Volume 5

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Page 242 - ONLY tell her that I love: Leave the rest to her and Fate: Some kind planet from above May perhaps her pity move: Lovers on their stars must wait. — Only tell her that I love! Why, O why should I despair!
Page 357 - Considerations on the Measures carrying on with respect to the British Colonies in North America (1774).
Page 4 - It was the misfortune of James, that his maxims and manners were too refined for the age in which he lived. Happy ! had he reigned in a kingdom more civilized; his love of peace, of justice, and of elegance, would have rendered his schemes successful ; and, instead of perishing because he had attempted too much, a grateful people would nave applauded and seconded his efforts to reform and improve them.
Page 7 - And on the smale grene twistis sat The lytil suete nyghtingale, and song So loud and clere, the ympnis consecrat Of luvis use, now soft now lowd among, That all the gardynis and the wallis rong Ryght of thaire song, and on the copill next Of thaire suete armony, and lo the text...
Page 338 - Soul-soothing plant! that can such blessings give, By thee the mourner bears to live! By thee the hopeless die! Oh! ever "friendly to despair," Might Sorrow's pallid votary dare, Without a crime, that remedy implore, Which bids the spirit from its bondage fly, I'd court thy palliative aid no more; No more I'd sue that thou shouldst spread, Thy spell around my aching head, But would conjure thee to impart Thy balsam for a broken heart; And by thy soft Lethean power, ( Inestimable flower) Burst these...
Page 7 - The scharpe grene suete jenepere, Growing so fair with branchis here and there, That, as it semyt to a lyf without, The bewis spred the herbere all about.
Page 131 - After whom is the king of Israel come out? after whom dost thou pursue ? after a dead dog, after a flea.
Page 218 - He is elegant, but not great; he never labours after exquisite beauties, and he seldom falls into gross faults. His versification is smooth, but rarely vigorous; and his rhymes are remarkably exact. He improved taste, if he did not enlarge knowledge, and may be numbered among the benefactors to English literature'.
Page 98 - Scatter my. ashes, throw them in the air. Lord, since Thou know'st where all these atoms are, I'm hopeful Thou'lt recover once my dust, And confident Thou'lt raise me with the just.
Page 337 - Ceres' shrine; For dull to humid eyes appear The golden glories of the year ; Alas! a melancholy worship's mine. I hail the goddess for her scarlet flower ! Thou brilliant weed That dost so far exceed The richest gifts gay Flora can bestow, Heedless I pass'd thee in life's morning hour— Thou comforter of woe— Till sorrow taught me to confess thy power.

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