 | Francis Fawkes - 1763 - 266 pagine
...mind might move To live with thee, and be thy love. [ 57 ] A POEM. BY SIR W. RALEIGH. SHall I, like an hermit, dwell On a rock, or in a cell, Calling home the fmalleft part That is miffing of my heart, To beftow it, where I may Meet a rival every day ? If fhe... | |
 | 1781 - 384 pagine
...dear, And we will ftraight begin the year. 75 SONG 284. Written by Sir WALTIR RALIICH. SHALL I, like an hermit, dwell On a rock, or in a cell, Calling home the fmalleft part That is milling of my jieart, To beftow it where 1 muy Meet a rival every day ? If flic... | |
 | 1783 - 1276 pagine
...does die. Ladies and gents, pray what am I ? OETR Y. A POEM ly Sir WALTER RALEIGH. SHALL I, like an hermit dwell On a rock, or in a cell, Calling home the fmalleft part That is miffing of my heart, To beftow it, where I may Meet a rival every day ! If the... | |
 | Humming bird - 1785 - 440 pagine
...Should fuch the blifsful moments prove, Who would not give his heart to love ? ЭН ALL I, like an hermit, dwell On a rock, or in a cell, Calling home the fmalleft part That is miffing of my heart, To bellow it where I may Meet a rival every day ? [f die... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 476 pagine
...from top to toe, That fabric fram'd for piin and woe. A Poem. Bi Sir WALTER RALEIGH. CHALI, I like an hermit dwell ^ On a rock, or in a cell, Calling home the fmalleft part That is milfing of my heart, Го beftow it where 1 may Meet a rival ev'ry d<ty > If... | |
 | Lyre - 1806 - 208 pagine
...dearest to my heart! My love for secret passion; He smarteth most who hides his smart, SHALL I like an hermit dwell, On a rock, or in a cell ? Calling home...heart, To bestow it where I may Meet a rival every day ? If she undervalues me, What care I how fair she be ? Were her tresses angel-gold; If a stranger may... | |
 | Charles Snart - 1808 - 506 pagine
...inspires ! My soul the tuneful strain admires. Siott'i Poetical Works. SONG. i \ SHALL I,, like an hermit, dwell < \ On a rock, or in a cell, Calling...of my heart, To bestow it where I may Meet a rival ev'ry day I If she undervalues me, What care I how fair she be ? Were her tresses angel gold, If a... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 512 pagine
...love's paradise, Then come with me, and be my dear, And we will straight begin the year. OHALL I like an hermit dwell, ^ On a rock, or in a cell? Calling home...heart, To bestow it where I may Meet a rival every day ? If she undervalues me, What care I how fair she be ? Were her tresses angel-gold ; . . If a stranger... | |
 | Francis Wrangham - 1816 - 624 pagine
...nor age no need ; Then these delights my mind might move To live with thee, and be thy love.' SONG. ' Shall I, like a hermit, dwell On a rock or in a cell...heart, To bestow it where I may Meet a rival every day ? If she undervalue me, What care I how fair she be ? Were her tresses angel gold — If a stranger... | |
 | Francis Wrangham - 1816 - 616 pagine
...nor age no need ; Then these delights my mind might move To live with thee, and be thy love/ SONG. ' Shall I, like a hermit, dwell On a rock or in a cell...heart, To bestow it where I may Meet a rival every day ? If she undervalue me, What care I how fair she be ? y -. Were her tresses angel gold — " ' If a... | |
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SHALL I, like a hermit, dwell On a rock, or in a cell, Calling home the smallest part That is missing of my heart, To bestow it where I may Meet a rival every day ? If she undervalue me, What care I how fair she be... 
