Tickler, Or, Monthly Compendium of Good Things, in Prose and Verse: Blending, (with Many Original Articles of Interest and Amusement,) a Compilation from the Most Esteemed Authors of Former Times : with a Selection from the Most Approved Works of Present Day; and Forming an Elegant Repository for the Flowers of Ancient and Modern Literature..., Volumes 1-3Printed and published for the proprietors by G. Morgan, 1818 - English literature |
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May some Christian hold for me -- the glass when I am shrinking ; I have beheld
thee ! yos , at last I've seen , That the Cherubim may cry , —when they see me
The glorious wonder of the British Isle ; sinking , Mave gaz'd with awe on thy ...
May some Christian hold for me -- the glass when I am shrinking ; I have beheld
thee ! yos , at last I've seen , That the Cherubim may cry , —when they see me
The glorious wonder of the British Isle ; sinking , Mave gaz'd with awe on thy ...
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he counters were heap'd in a terrible pile ; Good reader ! if you e'er have seen ,
llis countenance lost its soft , simpering smile , When Pirebus hastens to his
pillow , SE And bis patience quite gave up the ghost . The mermaids , with their ...
he counters were heap'd in a terrible pile ; Good reader ! if you e'er have seen ,
llis countenance lost its soft , simpering smile , When Pirebus hastens to his
pillow , SE And bis patience quite gave up the ghost . The mermaids , with their ...
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E : seen locution . They met , not as heretofore , B. Rather pleasant weather to
day . with a sort of unnatural look between A. Yes , but it was cold in the morning .
ardour and despondency , and an attitude B. Yes , but we must expect that at ...
E : seen locution . They met , not as heretofore , B. Rather pleasant weather to
day . with a sort of unnatural look between A. Yes , but it was cold in the morning .
ardour and despondency , and an attitude B. Yes , but we must expect that at ...
Page 89
From the with a special commission from Philip . top of this gate - house was a
most pleaHe invited the Duke to take a walk on sant and delightful prospect as is
to be a fine terrace , in order to converse the seen . His Lordship was wont to ...
From the with a special commission from Philip . top of this gate - house was a
most pleaHe invited the Duke to take a walk on sant and delightful prospect as is
to be a fine terrace , in order to converse the seen . His Lordship was wont to ...
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I have seen that , in love , the tales of Derwent Priory , Sir Harry folly is always
more advantageous than Clarendon , or any effusion of the Gallimatia press .
Besides his hair , so skil I have seen ladies attach guilt to men fully matted and
baked ...
I have seen that , in love , the tales of Derwent Priory , Sir Harry folly is always
more advantageous than Clarendon , or any effusion of the Gallimatia press .
Besides his hair , so skil I have seen ladies attach guilt to men fully matted and
baked ...
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Page 79 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast array'd, Each horseman drew his battle blade, And furious every charger neigh'd, To join the dreadful revelry.
Page 139 - How sweet the answer Echo makes To music at night, When, roused by lute or horn, she wakes, And far away, o'er lawns and lakes, Goes answering light. Yet Love hath echoes truer far, And far more sweet, Than e'er beneath the moonlight's star, Of horn or lute, or soft guitar, The songs repeat. 'Tis when the sigh, in youth sincere, And only then, — The sigh that's breath'd for one to hear, Is by that one, that only dear, Breathed back again ! OH BANQUET NOT.
Page 78 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Page 168 - In life can Love be bought with gold ? Are Friendship's pleasures to be sold ? No — all that's worth a wish, a thought, Fair Virtue gives, unbrib'd, unbought. Cease then on trash thy hopes to bind, Let nobler views engage thy mind.
Page 78 - Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Page 82 - Away in Beauty's Bloom OH! snatch'd away in beauty's bloom, On thee shall press no ponderous tomb; But on thy turf shall roses rear Their leaves, the earliest of the year; And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom: And oft by yon blue gushing stream Shall Sorrow lean her drooping head, And feed deep thought with many a dream, And lingering pause and lightly tread: Fond wretch! as if her step disturb'd the dead!
Page 47 - Those joyous hours are past away ; And many a heart, that then was gay, Within the tomb now darkly dwells, And hears no more those evening bells. And so 'twill be when I am gone ; That tuneful peal will still ring on, While other bards shall walk these dells...
Page 78 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Page 38 - Sole voice that's heard amidst the lazy noon When even the bees lag at the summoning brass ; And you, warm little housekeeper, who class With those who think the candles come too soon, Loving the fire, and with your tricksome tune Nick the glad silent moments as they pass...
Page 62 - The babe, the sleeping image of his sire. A few short years — and then these sounds shall hail The day again, and gladness fill the vale ; So soon the child a youth, the youth a man, Eager to run the race his fathers ran.
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| Title | Tickler, Or, Monthly Compendium of Good Things, in Prose and Verse: Blending, (with Many Original Articles of Interest and Amusement,) a Compilation from the Most Esteemed Authors of Former Times : with a Selection from the Most Approved Works of Present Day; and Forming an Elegant ..., Volumes 1-3 |
| Publisher | Printed and published for the proprietors by G. Morgan, 1818 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 28 Nov 2007 |
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