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Address beneath Blanden's blue breath charms children and friends Chloris choose cloth COMPANY NEW YORK dancing dark deep divine Doris dreaming dying edited ends England English excel extremely eyes face fair Fate feel FLEMING H foreign foremost four frequent GAZE gentle girl of Cadiz glories glow goddess GOLD grace growing hand happy day heart Heaven Heroes hour JENNY KISS'D Jingle knew ladies Lalage light Lily lips listen lock look LORD LORD 12mo LOST IN WOOING love's lover maid meet mingles Miss mother MUSE NAMES ne'er never Night number of NOON o'er old story one's Paintings phrase Poems Poems Number poetry Poor prose Published quoted range Record Reminds REVELL COMPANY Rotterdam smile soft Spanish sweet talk tears tell thought titles touch Turns verse wife YORK CHICAGO TORONTO ZOOZ
Page 147 - Pluto maintained he was cheated, For justice divine could not compass its ends ; The scheme of man's penance he swore was defeated, For earth becomes heaven with — wife, children and friends.
Page 156 - Jenny kissed me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in ; Time, you thief, who love to get Sweets into your list, put that in : Say I 'm weary, say I 'm sad, Say that health and wealth have missed me, Say I 'm growing old, but add, Jenny kissed me.
Page 157 - Chloris, Sappho, Lesbia, or Doris, Arethusa or Lucrece. "Ah!" replied my gentle fair, "Beloved, what are names but air? Choose thou whatever suits the line; Call me Sappho, call me Chloris, Call me Lalage or Doris, Only — only call me thine.
Page 159 - Through sunny May, through sultry June, I loved her with a love eternal; I spoke her praises to the moon, I wrote them to the Sunday Journal.
Page 160 - She sketched; the vale, the wood, the beach, Grew lovelier from her pencil's shading : She botanized; I envied each Young blossom in her boudoir fading: She warbled Handel; it was grand; She made the Catalan! jealous: She touched the organ ; I could stand For hours and hours to blow the bellows.
Page 151 - Prometheus-like from heaven she stole The fire that through those silken lashes In darkest glances seems to roll, From eyes that cannot hide their flashes : And as along her bosom steal In lengthened flow her raven tresses, You'd swear each clustering lock could feel, And curled to give her neck caresses.
Page 154 - O ! winds could not outrun me. And are those follies going ? And is my proud heart growing Too cold or wise For brilliant eyes Again to set it glowing? No, vain, alas ! th' endeavour From bonds so sweet to sever ; Poor Wisdom's chance Against a glance Is now as weak as ever.
Page 148 - ... oft in bankruptcy ends ; But the heart issues bills which are never protested When drawn on the firm of Wife, Children, and Friends.
Page 148 - The merchant still thinks of the woodbines that cover The bower where he sat with — wife, children, and friends. The dayspring of youth, still unclouded by sorrow, Alone on itself for enjoyment depends; But drear is the twilight of age, if it borrow No warmth from the smile of — wife, children, and friends.