114 adjectives to describe laying

He lingers long While flowers fade, and every day Repeats his sweet, contented lay; As if to say we need not fear The season's change, if love is here, With "Sweetsweetsweetvery merry cheer.

A trifling theme provokes my humble lays.

And does there not seem cause to weep, When I should like so much to sleep, I have to sing this mournful lay, I cannot get to bed till day? CLARA WARREN VAIL.

The bulbul sits on every spray, And pours his soft melodious lay; Each rural spot its sweets discloses, Each streamlet is the dew of roses; And damsels, idols of the heart, Sustain a more bewitching part.

o'er thy rustic lay, Though well such dialect confirms Its power

An epic is not made by piecing together a set of heroic lays, adjusting their discrepancies and making them into a continuous narrative.

fly, Speed the quick step, nor turn the lingering eye!" Such the command, as fabling Bards indite, When Orpheus charm'd the grisly King of Night; Sooth'd the pale phantoms with his plaintive lay, 250 And led the fair Assurgent into day.

] COLUMN III THE RESCUE OF ERECH BY IZDUBAR Heabani, weary, eyes his native land, And on his harp now lays his trembling hand; The song has ended in a joyous lay, And yet, alas!

And lo! young Siduri hath disappeared, And with the Zisi crowned she now appeared; The corn-gods in a crescent round their queen, She waves before the king her Nusku green, And sings with her sweet voice a joyful lay, And all the Zisi join the chorus gay:

With the sweet sound of this harmonious lay, About the keel delighted dolphins play, Too sure a sign of sea's ensuing rage, Which must anon this royal troop engage; To whom soft sleep seems more secure and sweet, Within the town commanded by our fleet.

At length, our mighty bard's victorious lays Fill the loud voice of universal praise; And baffled spite, with hopeless anguish dumb, Yields to renown the centuries to come; With ardent haste each candidate of fame, Ambitious, catches at his tow'ring name; He sees, and pitying sees, vain wealth bestow Those pageant honours, which he scorn'd below; While crowds aloft the laureate bust behold, Or trace his form on circulating gold.

While you, my lord, the rural shades admire, And from Britannia's public posts retire, Nor longer, her ungrateful sons to please, For their advantage sacrifice your ease; Me into foreign realms my fate conveys, Through nations fruitful of immortal lays, Where the soft season and inviting clime Conspire to trouble your repose with rhyme.

Beneath, in order ranged, the tuneful Nine (Her virgin handmaids) still attend the shrine: With eyes on Fame for ever fixed, they sing; For Fame they raise the voice, and tune the string: With Time's first birth began the heavenly lays, And last eternal through the length of days.

There, like the nightingale, she pours Her solitary lays, Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise.

That the views generally prevalent on this subject, are wrong, we have no doubt; but as the limits of this Inquiry forbid our going into the merits of the question, so as to give all the grounds of dissent from the commonly received opinions, the suggestions made, will be thrown out merely as QUERIES, and not as a formal laying down of doctrines.

And ever stiller yet, and ever The barren path more lonely lay, Till scarce from waning Hope could quiver A glance along the gloomy way.

Boards were laid over the tops of the pews, on these some straw was spread, and on this the wounded lay, with little or no covering other than such scanty clothes as they had on.

How long, great poet, shall thy sacred lays Provoke our wonder, and transcend our praise?

We remember but two or three examples in English poetry: that of Chaucer, in the "House of Fame"; Jonson's epitaph on his son, "Ben Jonson his best piece of poetry"; and Cowley's, "The melancholy Cowley lay.

Sometimes to gentle Tiber I retire, And the famed river's empty shores admire, That, destitute of strength, derives its course From thrifty urns and an unfruitful source, 40 Yet sung so often in poetic lays, With scorn the Danube and the Nile surveys; So high the deathless Muse exalts her theme!

The song of the peepers is a pleasant memory, and comes welling up with a thousand cherished recollections of our vanished youth; but the song of the cricket that made its home in the jams of the great stone fire-place is pleasanter, and the memories that come floating back with his remembered lay are pleasanter still.

They chant their artless notes in simple guise; They tune their hearts, by far the noblest aim: Perhaps 'Dundee's' wild-warbling measures rise, Or plaintive 'Martyrs,' worthy of the name; Or noble 'Elgin' beets the heavenward flame, The sweetest far of Scotia's holy lays.

From one unus'd in pomp of words to raise A courtly monument of empty praise, Where self, transpiring through the flimsy pile, Betrays the builder's ostentatious guile, Accept, oh West, these unaffected lays, Which genius claims and grateful justice pays.

Thus have I sung the nature of the bee; While Cæsar, towering to divinity, The frighted Indians with his thunder awed, 410 And claimed their homage, and commenced a god; I flourished all the while in arts of peace, Retired and sheltered in inglorious ease; I who before the songs of shepherds made, When gay and young my rural lays I play'd, And set my Tityrus beneath his shade.

460 The same was able, with like lovely lay, The Queene of Hell to move as easily To yeeld Eurydice unto her fere, Backe to be borne, though it unlawfull were.

114 adjectives to describe  laying