 | 1764 - 796 pages
...ioftncfs might rival her bread. While thus I went on in her praife. My I'liillis pafs'd fportivc along : Ye poets, I covet no bays, She fmil'd, — a reward for my fong ! 1 finJ the god Pan's in the right, No fame's like the fair-one's applaufe ! And Cupid muft crown... | |
 | John Cunningham - 1771 - 274 pages
...foftnefs might rival her breaft. IV. While thus I went on in her praife, My PHILLIS pafs'd fportive along: Ye poets, I covet no bays, She fmil'd, a reward for my fong ! I find the God PAN'S in the right, No fame's like the fair ones' applaufe ! And CUPID muft crown with delight The... | |
 | George Anne Bellamy - 1785 - 210 pages
...might rival her breaft. IV. While thus I went on in her praife, My Phillis pafs'd fportive along : Ye Poets I covet no bays. She fmil'd — a reward for my fong. I find the God Pan's in the right, No fame's like the fair one's applaufe, And Cupid muft crown with delight, The... | |
 | George Anne Bellamy - 1786 - 244 pages
...might rival her breaft. IV. While thus I went on in her praife, My Phillis pafs'd fportive along .• Ye Poets, I covet no bays, She fmil'd — a reward for my fong. J find the God Pan 's in the right, • No fame 's like the fair one's applaufe, And Cupid muft crown... | |
 | George Anne Bellamy - 1786 - 248 pages
...might rival her bread. IV. While thus I went on in her praife, My Phillis pafs'd fportive along: t ^ Ye Poets, I covet no bays, She fmil'd— a reward for my long. I find the God Pan 's in the right, No fame 's like the fair one's applaufe, And Cupid muft.... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 270 pages
...foftnefs might rival her breaft. IV. While thus I went on in her praife, My PHILLIS pafs'd fportive along: Ye poets, I covet no bays, She fmil'd, a reward for my fong! I find the God PAN'S in the right, No fame's like the fair ones' applaufe! And CUPID muft crown with delight The fhepherd... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 622 pages
...Mr. Shcnstone, who favoured him with a letter or two, advising him to proceed in the pastoral manner. I find the god Pan 's in the right, No fame 's like the fair-ones' applause! And Cupid must crown with delight The shepherd that sings in his cause. PO MONA:... | |
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Ye Poets, I covet no bays, She fmil'd — a reward for my fong. I find the God Pan 's in the right, No fame 's like the fair one's applaufe, And Cupid muft crown with delight The fhepherd that lings in his caufe. 