More from William Shenstone

  1. A fool and his words are soon parted.
  2. So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return.
  3. Every good poet includes a critic; the reverse will not hold.
  4. I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed.
  5. Whoe'er has traveled life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been, May sigh to think he still has found The warmest welcome, at an …
  6. My banks they are furnish'd with bees, Whose murmur invites one to sleep.
  7. Her cap, far whiter than the driven snow, Emblem right meet of decency does yield.
  8. For seldom shall she hear a tale So sad, so tender, and so true.

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