Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . ever hopes to thriveMust begin by thirty-five ;And all who wisely wish to wiveMust look on Thrale at thirty-five. TO MISS HICKMAN PLAYING ON THE SPINNET Bright Stella, formed for universal reign,Too well you know to keep the slaves you gain ;When in your eyes resistless lightnings into love our conquered hearts yield reluctant to despotic sway :But when your music soothes the raging painWe bid propitious Heaven prolong your reign,We bless t
Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . ever hopes to thriveMust begin by thirty-five ;And all who wisely wish to wiveMust look on Thrale at thirty-five. TO MISS HICKMAN PLAYING ON THE SPINNET Bright Stella, formed for universal reign,Too well you know to keep the slaves you gain ;When in your eyes resistless lightnings into love our conquered hearts yield reluctant to despotic sway :But when your music soothes the raging painWe bid propitious Heaven prolong your reign,We bless the tyrant and we hug the old Timotheus struck the vocal string,Ambitions fury fired the Grecian king :Unbounded projects labouring in his mind,He pants for room in one poor world waked to rage by musics dreadful power,He bids the sword destroy, the flame Stellas gentle touches moved the lyre,Soon had the monarch felt a nobler fire ;No more delighted with destructive only now to please the fair ;Resigned his thirst of empire to her found a thousand worlds in Stellas
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