 | Alexander Pope, Alexander Dyce - English poetry - 1835 - 342 pages
...blows. Here in a grotto, shelter'd close from air, And screen'd in shades from day's detested glare, She sighs for ever on her pensive bed, Pain at her side,...stood Ill-nature, like an ancient maid, Her wrinkled fonn in black and white array'd ! With store of prayers for mornings, nights, and noons. Her hand is... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1835 - 350 pages
...screen'd in shades from day's detested glare, 1 At regina gravi, &o. — Virg. /F.nnid, iv. 1. She sighs for ever on her pensive bed, Pain at her side,...place, ' But differing far in figure and in face. 26 Here stood Ill-nature like an ancient maid, Her wrinkled form in black and white array'd : With... | |
 | Alexander Pope - English poetry - 1836 - 502 pages
...blows. Here in a grotto, shelter'd close from air, And screen'd in shades from day's detested glare, She e; To the same notes thy sons shall hum, or snore,...tragedy. satire on comedy, at thcir nuhstitnleti in the noons, Her hand is fill'd: her bosom with lampoons. There Affectation, with a sickly mien, Shows in... | |
 | 1836 - 428 pages
...blows. Here in a grotto, shelter'd close from air, And screen'd in shades from day's detested glare, She sighs for ever on her pensive bed, Pain at her side,...; With store of prayers, for mornings, nights, and noons, Her hand is fill'd ; her bosom with lampoons. There Affectation, with a sickly mien, Shows in... | |
 | English literature - 1836 - 436 pages
...wrinkled form in black and white array'd ; With store of prayers, for mornings, nights, and noons, Her hand is fill'd ; her bosom with lampoons. There Affectation, with a sickly mien, Shows in her cheek the roses of eighteen, Practis'd to lisp, and hang the head aside, Faints into airs, and languishes... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1839 - 510 pages
...blows. Here in a grotto shelter'd close from air, And ecrecn'd in shades from day's detested glare, She sighs for ever on her pensive bed, Pain at her side,...! With store of prayers, for mornings, nights, and noons, Her hand is fill'd ; her bosom with lampoons. There Affectation with a sickly mien, Shows in... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1841 - 840 pages
...blows. Here in a grotto, shelter'd close from air, And screen'd in shades from day's detested glare, She For noons, Her hand is fill'd ; her bosom with lampoons. There Affectation, with a sickly mien, Shows in... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1843 - 830 pages
...blows. Here in a grotto, shelter'd close from air, And screen'd in shades from day's detested glare, She ce Europe, and her states to awe,) In this conjunction...greatest isle ! Whether this portion of the world Hero stood Ill-nature like an ancient maid, Her wrinkled form in black and white array'd ; With store... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1843 - 826 pages
...Here in a grotto, ahelter'd close from air, And screen 'd in shades from day's detested glare, She n for life. Yet mar faee, Here stood Ill-nature like an ancient maid, Her wrinkled form in black and white array'd ; With... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - English poetry - 1844 - 846 pages
...blows. Here in a grotto, shelter'd close from air, And Bcreen'd in shades from day's detested glare, She sighs for ever on her pensive bed, Pain at her side,...figure and in face. Here stood Ill-nature like an aneieut maid, Her wrinkled form in black aud white array'd ; With store of prayers, for mornings, nights,... | |
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And screen'd in shades from day's detested glare, She sighs for ever on her pensive bed, Pain at her side, and Megrim at her head. 
