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"Proud maiden, I come with high spousals to grace thee, In me the great conqu'ror of conquerors see; Enthron'd in a hall fit for monarchs I'll place thee, And mine thou'rt for ever, thou high-born Ladye!" The maiden she smil'd and in jewels array'd her, Of thrones and tiaras already dreamt she; And proud was the step, as her bridegroom convey'd her In pomp to his home, of that high-born Ladye.
When I talk'd, I have seen her recline, With an aspect so pensively sweet, Tho' I spoke what the shepherds opine, A fop were ashamed to repeat. She is soft as the dew-drops that fall From the lip of the sweet-scented pea; Perhaps when she smil'd upon all, I have thought that she smil'd upon me. But why of her charms should I tell?
"If any could have died unwept in meeting such a fate, it must have been one that, in common, awakes so little of human sympathy; and one too, who, by dealing himself in the woes of others, has less claim to the compassion that we yield to most of our species." "Spare me in mercy, Adelheid, spare me thou speakest of my father!" Fortune had smil'd upon Guelberto's birth.
The society were not in force to make resistance, and the decree was carried into execution as quietly as though it had been levelled against the hotel of some devoted aristocrat. "And those smile now, who never smil'd before, "And those who always smil'd, now smile the more." Parnell's Claudian.
'Towards evening Sir Allan told us that Sunday never passed over him like another day. One of the ladies read, and read very well, the evening service; "and Paradise was opened in the wild." Piozzi Letters, i. 173. The quotation is from Pope's Eloisa to Abelard, l. 134: 'You raised these hallowed walls; the desert smil'd, And Paradise was open'd in the wild.
Nor is it seldom that through this wrong tim'd Discipline, together with that remisness and inequality wherewith Childrens Inclinations are over-rul'd, their Parents Government over them seems to them not a Natural, and just right establish'd for their benefit, but a Tyrannick and Arbritary Power, which accordingly they without Remorse disobey, whenever they believe that they can do so with Impunity: And what is still worse, their evil Dispositions, for the most part, are not only not timely enough restrain'd, but Children are actually taught to indulge to their naturally irregular Inclinations, by those Vicious or wretchedly ignorant People, who are plac'd about them; and who almost universally instil down-right Vice into them, even before they can well speak; as Revenge, Covetousness, Pride and Envy: Whilst the silly Creatures who do them so unspeakable Mischiefs are scarce capable of being made to understand the harm that they do; but think Parents ill-natur'd, or that they have fancies fit only to be smil'd at, who will deny their Child a thing for no other reason, it may be, but because he has desir'd it: And who before he is trusted to go alone will check his Resentment, Impatience, Avarice, or Vanity, which they think becomes him so prettily; neither will suffer him to be rewarded for doing what they bid him to do.
"Ye ruffians! who tore her from all she held dear, Who mock'd at her wailings and smil'd at her tear; Now, now she'll escape, every suffering shall end, For the strong arm of death was the arm of a friend." I returned to the encampment and found the caravan in motion. Burning hot to-day. I felt the heat as oppressive as in my journey of August to Ghadames.
His account of Braddock's opinion of the colonial militia is given in a sentence: "He smil'd at my ignorance, and reply'd, 'These savages may, indeed, be a formidable enemy to your raw American militia, but upon the King's regular and disciplin'd troops, sir, it is impossible they should make any impression." After Braddock's defeat the Pennsylvania Assembly voted more money for defense, and the unmilitary Franklin was placed in command of the frontier with full power.
But did Mamma know there what Work I've made, how acted like a Turk; What Pains, what Torment he endures, Which no Physician ever cures, She would forgive. The Goddess smil'd, And gently chuck'd her wicked Child, Bid him go back, and take more Care, And give her Service to the Fair." Swift, in his Rhapsody on Poetry, 1733, coupled Fielding with Leonard Welsted as an instance of sinking in verse.
Any way, he pull'd up short midway on the slope, scratched his head, and thunder'd "What a good lass!" Joan, some paces ahead, turn'd at this and smil'd: whereat, having no idea he'd spoken above a whisper, Billy blush'd red as any peony. 'Twas but a short half hour when, the mare being saddled and Billy fed, we took our leave of Joan.
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