A Complete Edition of the Poets of Great Britain..: Pope. Gay. Pattison. Hammond. Savage. Hill. Tickell. Somervile. Broome. Pitt. BlairJohn & Arthur Arch, ... and for Bell & Bradfute & I. Mundell & Company, Edinburgh., 1794 |
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... grove they were : Nor half fo true the fair Lodona fhews The fylvan state that on her border grows , While the the ... grove ; but you Can paint the grove , and add the music too , With vast variety thy pages fhine ; A new creation A ij.
... grove they were : Nor half fo true the fair Lodona fhews The fylvan state that on her border grows , While the the ... grove ; but you Can paint the grove , and add the music too , With vast variety thy pages fhine ; A new creation A ij.
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... grove , But Delia always ; absent from her fight , Nor plains at morn , nor groves at noon delight . 80 DAPHNIS . Sylvia's like autumn ripe , yet mild as May , More bright than noon , yet fresh as early day ; Ev'n fpring difpleases ...
... grove , But Delia always ; absent from her fight , Nor plains at morn , nor groves at noon delight . 80 DAPHNIS . Sylvia's like autumn ripe , yet mild as May , More bright than noon , yet fresh as early day ; Ev'n fpring difpleases ...
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... grove , While your Alexis pines in hopeless love ? In thofe fair fields where facred Ifis glides , Or else where Cam his winding vales divides ? As in the cryflal fpring I view my face , Fresh rifing blushes paint the watery glass ; But ...
... grove , While your Alexis pines in hopeless love ? In thofe fair fields where facred Ifis glides , Or else where Cam his winding vales divides ? As in the cryflal fpring I view my face , Fresh rifing blushes paint the watery glass ; But ...
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... grove . Ye Mantuan nymphs , your facred fuccour bring ; Hylas and Agon's rural lays I fing . Thou , whom the nine with Plautus ' wit infpire , The art of Terence and Menander's fire ; Whose sense inftructs us , and whofe humour charms ...
... grove . Ye Mantuan nymphs , your facred fuccour bring ; Hylas and Agon's rural lays I fing . Thou , whom the nine with Plautus ' wit infpire , The art of Terence and Menander's fire ; Whose sense inftructs us , and whofe humour charms ...
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... grove ; 170 Here arm'd with filver bows , in early dawn , Her bufkin'd virgins trac'd the dewy lawn , Above the reft a rural nymph was fam'd , Thy offspring , Thames ! the fair Lodona nam'd ( Lodona's fate , in long oblivion cast , The ...
... grove ; 170 Here arm'd with filver bows , in early dawn , Her bufkin'd virgins trac'd the dewy lawn , Above the reft a rural nymph was fam'd , Thy offspring , Thames ! the fair Lodona nam'd ( Lodona's fate , in long oblivion cast , The ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 92 - If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way...
Seite 23 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Seite 92 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This teach me more than hell to shun, That more than heaven pursue.
Seite 89 - Who wickedly is wise, or madly brave, Is but the more a fool, the more a knave. Who noble ends by noble means obtains, Or failing, smiles in exile or in chains, Like good Aurelius let him reign, or bleed Like Socrates, that man is great indeed. What's fame? a fancy'd life in others' breath, A thing beyond us, ev'n before our death.
Seite 89 - Heroes are much the same, the point's agreed, From Macedonia's madman to the Swede ; The whole strange purpose of their lives, to find Or make an enemy of all mankind!
Seite 13 - Saviour comes! by ancient bards foretold: Hear him, ye deaf! and all ye blind, behold! He from thick films shall purge the visual ray, And on the sightless eyeball pour the day: 'Tis he th' obstructed paths of sound shall clear And bid new music charm th' unfolding ear: The dumb shall sing, the lame his crutch forego, And leap exulting like the bounding roe.
Seite 35 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Seite 161 - ... or science, which have not been touched upon by others ; we have little else left us but to represent the common sense of mankind in more strong, more beautiful, or more uncommon lights. If a reader examines Horace's Art of Poetry...
Seite 102 - In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half-hung, The floors of plaster, and the walls of dung, On once a flock-bed, but repair'd with straw, With tape-tied curtains, never meant to draw, The George and Garter dangling from that bed Where tawdry yellow strove with dirty red, Great Villiers lies — alas!