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Page 94 - forget thy humble spouse. ** Then, Leicester, why, again I plead, " (The injur'd surely may repine,) " Why didst thou wed a country maid, " When some fair princess might be thine ? " Why didst thou praise my humble charms, " And, oh ! then leave them to decay î " Why didst thou win me to thy arms,
Page 95 - —To smile for joy—than sigh for woe— " —To be content—than to be great. " How far less blest am I than them ? " Daily to pine and waste with care ! " Like the poor plant, that from its stem " Divided—feels the chilling air. Nor (cruel earl !) can I enjoy " The humble charms of solitude
Page 94 - Among the fields wild flow'rs are fair; " Some country swain might me have won, " And thought my beauty passing rare. *' But, Leicester, (or I much am wrong) " Or tis not beauty lures thy vows ; " Rather ambition's gilded crown " Makes thec forget thy humble spouse. ** Then, Leicester, why, again I plead,
Page 26 - there, the like no where For cunning such and virtue much, . By whom some part of music art so did I gain. From Paul's I went, to Eton sent To learn straightways the Latin phrase, Where fifty three stripes given to me at once I had
Page 342 - have ye seen a toy, Called Love, a little boy ? Almost naked, wanton, blind, Cruel now, and then as kind : If he be amongst you, say, He is Venus' run-away. She that will but now discover Where this winged wag doth hover, Shall to night receive a
Page 96 - of Cumnor Hall. The mastiff howl'd at village door, The oaks were shatter'd on the green ; Woe was the hour—for never more That hapless countess e'er was seen. And in that manor now no more Is cheerful feast and sprightly ball ; For ever since that dreary hour Have spirits haunted Cumnor Hall. The village maids, with fearful glance,
Page 95 - The village maidens of the plain " Salute me lowly as they go ; " Envious they mark my silken train, " Nor think a countess can have woe. " The simple nymphs ! they little know, " How far more nappy's their estate— " —To smile for joy—than sigh for woe— " —To be content—than to be great.
Page 48 - nought doth say the heart of stone. Why thus, my love, so kind bespeak, Sweet lip, sweet eye, sweet blushing cheek, Yet not a heart to save my pain ? O Venus, take thy gifts again : Make not so fair to cause our moan, Or make a heart that's like our own.
Page 91 - Among court ladies all despis'd ; " Why didst thou rend it from that hall, " Where (scornful earl) it well was priz'd ? " And when you first to me made suit, " How fair I was you oft would say ! " And, proud of conquest—pluck'd the fruit, " Then left the blossom to decay. " Yes, now neglected and despis'd