 | 1821 - 706 pages
...entertaining work, their insertion will confer a favour on your's respectfully, IOTA. Liverpool, May 29, 1821. HENCE, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein yon spend your folly ! There's nought in this life sweet, If man were wise to see't, But only melancholy... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1821 - 380 pages
...inspiration." LECTURE VI. ON MISCELLANEOUS POEMS, F.BEAUMONT, P. FLETCHER, DRAYTON, DANIEL, &c. SIR P.SIDNEY'S ARCADIA, AND OTHER WORKS. I SHALL, in the present...your folly; There's nought in this life sweet, If mau were wise to see't, But only melancholy, Oh, sweetest melancholy. Welcome folded arms and fixed... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 472 pages
...Passionate Madman. The reader will not be displeased to see it here, as it is well worth tianscribing. Hence all you vain delights, As short as are the nights...Melancholy, Oh sweetest Melancholy. Welcome folded arms, and fix'd eyes, A sigh that piercing mortifies, A look that's fasten'd to the ground, A tongue chain'd... | |
 | 1824 - 628 pages
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 | Ann Ward Radcliffe - 1824 - 820 pages
...the poetry we have just inserted with a song, by Fletcher, on a similar subject. I'.\ ยป. ( \(>/,v.) Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the...sweet, If man were wise to see't, But only melancholy ! Welcome, folded arms, and fixed eyes, A sigh that piercing mortifies, A look that's fasten'd to the... | |
 | sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1825 - 554 pages
...contrasting the poetry we have just inserted with a song, by Fletcher, on a similar subject. PAS. (Sings). Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly f There 's nought in this life sweet, If man were wise to see 't But only melancholy ! Welcome, folded... | |
 | John Keats - 1926 - 738 pages
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 | 1829 - 652 pages
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 | Henry Neele - 1829 - 368 pages
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 | Henry Neele - 1830 - 586 pages
...short as are the nights, In which you spend jour folly ; There's nought in this life sweet, If men were wise to see't, But only Melancholy. Oh ! sweetest...Melancholy ! Welcome folded arms, and fixed eyes, A sigh that piercing, mortifies ; A look that fasten'd to the ground, A tongue chain'd up, without a... | |
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HENCE, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly ! There's nought in this life sweet, If man were wise to see't, But only melancholy ; Oh ! sweetest melancholy. 
