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Literary
October 18, 1803
The New Hampshire Gazette
Portsmouth, Rockingham County, New Hampshire
What is this article about?
Introduction to a volume of poetry by Little Moore, translator of Anacreon, featuring a lyrical poem warning a lady against smiles that recall a past love who deceived the speaker, evoking fear of renewed heartbreak.
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[Under the assumed name of LITTLE MOORE, (the celebrated translator of Anacreon,) has published a small volume of Poetry of the most exquisite kind. The following is a specimen of the Poet's warmth of heart and elegance of expression.]
SWEET Lady, look not thus again :
Those little pouting smiles recall
A maid, remember'd now with pain,
Who was my love, my life, my all.
Oh ! while this heart delicious took
Sweet poison from her thrilling eye,
Thus would She pout, and lisp, and look ;
And I would hear, and gaze and sigh.
Yes, I did love her—madly love
: She was the dearest, best deceiver I
And oft she swore she'd never rove ;
And I was destined to believe her.
Then, Lady, do not wear the smile
Of her whose smile could thus betray :
Alas ! I think the lovely wile
Again might steal my heart away.
And when the spell that stole my mind
On lips so pure as thine I see,
I fear the heart which she resign'd
, Will err again and fly to thee.
[Under the assumed name of LITTLE MOORE, (the celebrated translator of Anacreon,) has published a small volume of Poetry of the most exquisite kind. The following is a specimen of the Poet's warmth of heart and elegance of expression.]
SWEET Lady, look not thus again :
Those little pouting smiles recall
A maid, remember'd now with pain,
Who was my love, my life, my all.
Oh ! while this heart delicious took
Sweet poison from her thrilling eye,
Thus would She pout, and lisp, and look ;
And I would hear, and gaze and sigh.
Yes, I did love her—madly love
: She was the dearest, best deceiver I
And oft she swore she'd never rove ;
And I was destined to believe her.
Then, Lady, do not wear the smile
Of her whose smile could thus betray :
Alas ! I think the lovely wile
Again might steal my heart away.
And when the spell that stole my mind
On lips so pure as thine I see,
I fear the heart which she resign'd
, Will err again and fly to thee.
What sub-type of article is it?
Poem
What themes does it cover?
Love Romance
What keywords are associated?
Love Poem
Heartbreak
Deception
Lingering Affection
Lyrical Verse
What entities or persons were involved?
Little Moore, (The Celebrated Translator Of Anacreon,)
Literary Details
Author
Little Moore, (The Celebrated Translator Of Anacreon,)
Form / Style
Lyrical Poem In Quatrains
Key Lines
Sweet Lady, Look Not Thus Again :
Those Little Pouting Smiles Recall
A Maid, Remember'd Now With Pain,
Who Was My Love, My Life, My All.
Yes, I Did Love Her—Madly Love
: She Was The Dearest, Best Deceiver I
And Oft She Swore She'd Never Rove ;
And I Was Destined To Believe Her.
Then, Lady, Do Not Wear The Smile
Of Her Whose Smile Could Thus Betray :
Alas ! I Think The Lovely Wile
Again Might Steal My Heart Away.