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Description

1. vi, 180 pages; 23 cm

Alternative title

1. Role of caste in Indian politics

Subject

1. Indian National Congress
2. Indian National Congress
3. Since 1947
4. Geschichte 1967-1977
5. Caste > Political aspects > India
6. 89.61 political parties
7. Caste > Political aspects
8. Politics and government
9. Kaste
10. Congrespartij (India)
11. Kastenstelsel
12. India > Politics and government > 1947-
13. India

Contents

1. Volume 1: Celia has a thousand charms -- Ah! how sweet it is to love -- Whilst I with grief did on you look -- If musick be the food of love -- I look'd and saw within the book of fate -- I see she fly's me -- The cares of lovers -- Two daughters of this aged stream are we -- Leave these useless arts in loving -- Love thou art best of humane joys -- Tho' my mistress be fair yet froward she's too -- When Teucer from his father fled -- For love ev'ry creature is form'd -- You twice ten hundred deities -- Seek not to know what must not be reveal'd -- Why then will mortals darge to urge a fate -- Charon the peaceful shade invites -- Tell me why my charming fair -- You say 'tis loves creates the pain -- I sign'd and own'd my love -- Cinthia frowns when e're I woe her -- When first I saw the bright Aurelia's eyes -- Dear, dear, pritty, pritty youth -- Fairest isle of isles excelling -- Oh! lead me to some peaceful gloom -- Sweeter than roses -- Lucinda is bewitching fair -- From rosie bow'rs where sleep's the god of love -- In vain 'gainst love I strove -- Celebrate this festival -- To arms, your ensigns straight display -- Britains strike home -- Since the toils and the hazards of war -- Lovely Albina's come a shore -- Come let us leave the town -- Lost is my quest for ever -- There ne're was so wretched a lover as I / Mr. Congreve -- This poet sings the Trojan wars -- I'll sail upon the Dogstar -- Fair Cloe my breast so alarms -- From silent shades and elizium groves -- Thy genius so from his sweet bed of rest -- Sing all ye muses -- Hark my Doridcar, hark we're call'd -- No, resistance is but vain -- Let Hector, Achilles and each brave commander -- Love arms himself inn Celia's eyes -- Sound a parley ye fair and surrender -- Since times are so bad -- Strike the viol touch the lute -- What a sad fate -- The fife and all the harmony of war -- Bacchus is a pow'r divine -- 'Tis nature's voice -- Ah! me to many deaths -- Fly swift ye hours -- Blow Boreas blow -- Ah! Belinda I am prest with torment -- O, O let me weep -- See, see where repenting Celia lies -- Dulcibella when e're I sue for a kiss / M. Henly -- Since from my dear Astrea's sight -- Were I to choose the greatest bliss -- And in each track of glory -- Nestor who did to thrice men's age attain -- Let sullen discord smile -- Let Caesar and Urania live -- Celemene pray tell me -- For folded flocks -- Love thou can'st hear / R. Howard -- Turn then thine eyes -- See how the fading glories of the year -- Here the deities approve -- As soon as the chaos -- I attempt from love's sickness to fly -- Now the maids and the men are making of hay -- Behold the man that with gigantick might -- Let the dreadful engines of eternal will -- High on a throne -- I call you all to Wooden's hall -- Corinna is divinely fair -- Nymphs and shepherds come away -- Shepherd leave decoying -- In all our Cinthia's shining sphear -- While bolts and bars my day controul -- In these delightful pleasant groves -- While for a righteous cause he arms -- Return fond muse -- Sound the trumpet till around -- Thou tun'st this world below -- Happy realm beyond expressing -- The airy violin and lofty viol -- Go tell Amynto gentle swain -- And now the renown'd Nassaw -- They did no storms -- Sound trumpet sound, beat ev'ry drum -- The sparrow and the gentle dove -- With him he brings the partner of his throne -- What ho! thou genious of this isle -- What power art thou -- Thou doating fool forbear -- Great love I know the now -- Hither this way, this way bend.
2. Volume 2: Crown the year and crown the day -- Thrice happy lovers -- Ah! cruel nymph -- Crown the altar deck the shrine -- Come all ye songsters of the sky -- May the god of witt inspire the sacred nine -- Thus the gloomy world began to shine -- Yes Daphne in your face -- Hark! how all things in one sound rejoyce -- Hark! the ecchoing air a triumph sings -- Let the fifes and the clarions -- Thus the ever grateful spring -- Here's the summer sprightly gay -- See my many colour'd feilds -- Next winter comes slowly, pale meager and old -- April who till now has mourn'd -- The fatal hour comes on a pace -- Britain now thy cares beguile -- Young Thirsis fate ye hills and groves -- To arms heroick prince -- Ye gentle spirits of the air -- What can we poor females do -- Beneath a poplers shadow lay me -- My prayers are heard -- As Amoret and Thirsis lay -- Wake Quivera, wake -- Why shou'd men quarrel here -- They tell us that you mighty pow'rs above -- Scorn'd envy here's nothing that thou canst blast -- Their looks are such that mercy flows -- Ah! how happy are we -- Pious Celinda goes to prayers -- When a cruel long winter has frozen the earth -- Who can from joy refrain -- For tho' the sun has all the summers glory -- A prince of glorious race descended -- The father brave as e'er was Dane -- Sound the trumpet beat the warlike drum -- Hark! how the songsters of the grove -- Hence with your trifling deity -- Love in their little veins inspires -- Come all to me -- Return revolting rebels -- Come let us agree -- Here ye gods of Britain -- Sing ye druids, all your voices raise -- Brigantium honour'd with a race divine -- The bashfull Thames -- The pale and the purple rose -- So when the glittering queen of night -- When my Acmelia smiles, she wounds me -- When lovely Phillis thou art kind -- Wonderous machine -- Genius of England -- Musick for a while, shall all our cares beguile -- On the brow of Richmond hill -- Sound fame thy brazen trumpet sound -- Why my Daphne , why complaining -- And low a sacred fury sweel'd her breast -- Many, many days may she behold --Underneath this myrtle shade -- Julia, Julia, your unjust disdain -- Oh! fair Cederia -- I lov'd fair Celia -- May her blest example chase -- Let us dance, let us sing -- Fair Iris and her swain -- Hark each tree it's silence breaks -- I spy Celia -- 'Tis wine was made to rule the day -- Oh! the sweet delights of love -- We the spirits of the air -- What flattering noise is this -- To Woden thanks we render -- Let all mankind the pleasure share -- When the cock begins to crow -- They shall be as happy as they are fair -- If for your goodness may your power express -- With this sacred charming wand -- In vain the amourous flute.

Owning institution

1. Princeton University Library

Note

1. Includes index.

Bibliography (note)

1. Includes bibliographical references (p. [163]-176).