Drelincourt and Rodalvi; or, Memoirs of two noble families, Volume 1

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1807
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Page 74 - Fair ranged the dishes rose, and thick the glasses play'd. XXXV. Here freedom reign'd, without the least alloy ; Nor gossip's tale, nor ancient maiden's gall, Nor saintly spleen durst murmur at our joy, And with envenom'd tongue our pleasures pall. For why ? there was but one great rule for all ; To wit, that each should work his own desire, And eat, drink, study, sleep, as it may fall, Or melt the time in love, or wake the lyre, And carol what, unhid, the muses might inspire.
Page 120 - OH happiness ! our being's end and aim ! Good, pleasure, ease, content ? whate'er thy name : That something still which prompts th' eternal sigh, For which we bear to live, or dare to die, Which still so near us, yet beyond us lies, O'er-look'd, seen double, by the fool, and wise.
Page 146 - It was not by vile loitering in ease That Greece obtained the brighter palm of art ; That soft yet ardent Athens learned to please, To keen the wit, and to sublime the heart : In all supreme ! complete in every part ! It was not thence majestic Rome arose, And o'er the nations shook her conquering dart : For sluggard's brow the laurel never grows ; Renown is not the child of indolent repose.
Page 40 - The circle deepens: beam'd from gaudy robes, Tapers, and sparkling gems, and radiant eyes, A soft effulgence o'er the palace waves; While, a gay insect in his summer-shine, The fop, light-fluttering, spreads his mealy wings.
Page 16 - Tis folly talks of cloudless skies : He who contracts his swelling sail Eludes the fury of the gale. Be still, nor anxious thoughts employ, Distrust imbitters present joy : On God for all events depend ; You cannot want when God's your friend. Weigh well your part, and do your best ; Leave to your Maker all the rest.
Page 93 - Then in the flow'ry mead, or verdant shade, To wanton dalliance negligently laid, We weave the chaplet, and we crown the bowl, And smiling see the nearer waters roll; Till the strong gusts of raging passion rise, Till the dire tempest mingles earth and skies; And swift into the boundless ocean borne, Our foolish confidence too late we mourn: Round our devoted heads the billows beat; And from our troubled view the lessen'd lands retreat.
Page 88 - WHERE the loveliest expression to features is join'd, By Nature's most delicate pencil design'd ; Where blushes unbidden, and smiles without art, Speak the softness and feeling that dwell in the heart; Where in manners, enchanting, no blemish we trace ; But the soul keeps the promise we had from the face ; Sure philosophy, reason, and coldness must prove Defences unequal to shield us from love...
Page 133 - Not science shall extort that dear delight, Which gay delusion gave the tender mind. Adieu, soft raptures! transports void of care! Parent of raptures, dear deceit! adieu...

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