 | David Lewis - 1726 - 346 páginas
...And made the Scarlet pale ? And why did I, young witlefs Maid, Believe the flatt 'ring Tale ? XII. That Face, alas! no more is fair ; That Lip no longer red ; Dark are mine Eyes, now clos'd in Death, And ev'ry Charm is fled. XIII. The hungry Worm my Sifter is ; This... | |
 | David Lewis - 1726 - 350 páginas
...fweer, And made the Scarlet pale ? And why did I, young widefs Maid, Believe the flatt'ring Tale ? XII. That Face, alas! no more is fair; That Lip no longer red; Da r k are mine Eyes, now clos'd in Death, And ev'ry Charm is fled. XIII. The hungry Worm my Sifter... | |
 | David Mallet - 1728 - 88 páginas
...Believe the flattering Tale? That That Face, alas ! no more is Fair ; Thofe Lips no longer Red : Bark are my Eyes, now clos'd in Death, And every Charm is fled. The hungry Worm my Sifter is ; This Winding Sheet I wear : And cold and weary lafts our Night, Till... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1733 - 398 páginas
...I, young witlefs maid, Believe the flatt'ring tale ? That face, alas! no more is fair ; Thefe lips no longer red : Dark are my eyes, now clos'd in death, And every cnarm is fled. The hungry worm my fifter is ; This winding-flieet I wear : And cold and weary lafts... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1750 - 492 páginas
...I, young witlefs maid, Believe the flatt'ring tale ? That face, alas ! no more is fair ; Thefe lips no longer red ; Dark are my eyes, now clos'd in death, And every charm is fled. The hungry worm my fifter is ; This winding-meet I wear : And cold and weary lafts our night, Till... | |
 | David Mallet - 1759 - 228 páginas
...maid ! Believe the flattering tale ? * 3 XII. That XII. That face, alas ! no more is fair ; Thole lips no longer red : Dark are my eyes, now clos'd in death, And every charm is fled. xra. The hungry worm my fijier is ; This 'winding jbeet I wear : And cold and weary lafts our night,... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1762 - 506 páginas
...J, yoang witlefs maid, Believe the flhtt'ring tale ? That face, alas ! no more is fair ; Thefe lips no longer red ; Dark are my eyes, now clos'd in death, And ev'ry charm is fled. The hungry worm my fifter is ; This winding- fhcct I wear : And cold and weary... | |
 | Moses Mendez - 1770 - 334 páginas
...ydiing witkfs maid, Believe the flattering talc ! XII. That face, alas ! no more is fair ; Thofe lips no longer red : Dark are my eyes, now clos'd in death, And every charm is fled. XIII. The hungry worm my fifler is ; This winding fheet I wear : And cold and weary lafts our night,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 702 páginas
...'Believe the flattering taic ? XII. That XII., That face, alas', no more is air Thofe lips no longer redi Dark are my eyes, now clos'd in death, And every charm is fled. \ XIII. The hungry worm my frfter is ; This winding-meet I weari And cold and weary lafts our night,... | |
 | 1785 - 542 páginas
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I wear: And cold and weary lasts our night, Till that last morn appear. But hark!— the cock has warn'd me hence; A long and late adieu! Come, see, false man, how low she lies, Who dy'd for love of you. 
