Colley Cibber ( 5 of 15 )
Oh, say! what is that thing call'd light,
Which I must ne'er enjoy?
What are the blessings read more
Oh, say! what is that thing call'd light,
Which I must ne'er enjoy?
What are the blessings of the sight?
Oh, tell your poor blind boy!
I've lately had two spiders
Crawling upon my startled hopes--
Now though thy friendly hand has brushed read more
I've lately had two spiders
Crawling upon my startled hopes--
Now though thy friendly hand has brushed 'em from me,
Yet still they crawl offensive to mine eyes:
I would have some kind friend to tread upon 'em.
As good be out of the World as out of the Fashion.
As good be out of the World as out of the Fashion.
So mourn'd the dame of Ephesus her Love,
And thus the Soldier arm'd with Resolution
Told his read more
So mourn'd the dame of Ephesus her Love,
And thus the Soldier arm'd with Resolution
Told his soft Tale, and was a thriving Wooer.
Persuasion tips his tongue whene'er he talks.
Persuasion tips his tongue whene'er he talks.
