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I avail myself of Sheridan's masterly version. As yesterday I went to dine With Pamphilus, a swain of mine, I took my sister, little heeding The net I for myself was spreading Though many circumstances led To prove she'd mischief in her head. For first her dress in every part Was studied with the nicest art Deck'd out with necklaces and rings, And twenty other foolish things;
I made, I deck'd you all myself, And I am loth to part with you: But since my arms I must resume, And leave your comforts all behind, Upon the hostile frontier soon My tent shall flutter in the wind. My pretty fowls and doves, adieu! Adieu, my playful cat, to thee! Who every morning round me came, And were my little family.
He asked Dolly what it was, and she replied that it was the sickness that only the King's touch could heal. My crown is in my heart, not on my head; Not deck'd with diamonds, and Indian stones, Nor to be seen. My crown is call'd Content.
V. "'He cometh not! the maiden thought, Yet in her glance was light, Soft as the flash in summer's eve Where sky and earth unite. VI. "The virgins, deck'd with tress and flower, Danced in the purple shade, And not a soul, perchance, but wished Herself the chosen maid.
'From this unrest, lo, early wreck'd, A Future staggers crazy, Ophelia of the Ages, deck'd With woeful weed and daisy!" Murmuring, "Get your parson Brawnley to answer that!" Adrian changed the resting-place of a leg, and smiled. The Age was an old battle-field between him and Austin.
The white cherry and pear-blows the wild violets, with their blue eyes looking up and saluting my feet, as I saunter the wood-edge the rosy blush of budding apple-trees the light-clear emerald hue of the wheat-fields the darker green of the rye a warm elasticity pervading the air the cedar-bushes profusely deck'd with their little brown apples the summer fully awakening the convocation of black birds, garrulous flocks of them, gathering on some tree, and making the hour and place noisy as I sit near.
The lovely maid whose form and face Nature has deck'd with ev'ry grace, But in whose breast no virtues glow, Whose heart ne'er felt another's woe, Whose hand ne'er smooth'd the bed of pain, Or eas'd the captive's galling chain; But like the tulip caught the eye, Born just to be admir'd and die; When gone, no one regrets its loss, Or scarce remembers that it was.
The ship is flying fast, Her pathway deck'd with whirling wreaths of foam; And all the swelling sails that bend each mast Obey the flag, which, fluttering, points to "Home!" Home! home! that tender word let me retrace, And bid each letter conjure o'er the sea Some cherish'd wish, and every well-loved face, To banish thought of those from whom I flee.
"No Bennietod?" inquired Little Cawthorne. Bennietod, pale and manifestly weak, grinned cheerfully and fumbled in sudden abashment at an amazing checked Ascot which he had derived from unknown sources. "Bes' t'ing t'ever I met up wid," he assented, "ef de deck'd lay down levil. I'm de sonny of a sea-horse if it ain't." "Amory?" demanded the little man.
"Will you hear a Spanish lady, How she woo'd an English man? Garments gay as rich as may be, Deck'd with jewels, she had on." THE SPANISH LADY'S LOVE. Percy's Reliques of Ancient Poetry Mr. Beaumont had just been at a neighbouring farm-house, where there lived one of Mr.
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