The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Band 10Alexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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... ne'er shall die . These , and a thousand more , whose winding trains Seek various lands , the wealthy sire maintains ; Each day , the fluid portions he divides , And fills their craving urns with fresh - recruited tides . But not alike ...
... ne'er shall die . These , and a thousand more , whose winding trains Seek various lands , the wealthy sire maintains ; Each day , the fluid portions he divides , And fills their craving urns with fresh - recruited tides . But not alike ...
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... er , You , and my friend , whose absence I deplore , Calm as a gentle brook's unruffled tide Should the delicious ... ne'er , in quest of food , Apulian forests did molest ; Numidia never saw a more prodigious beast ; Numidia , mother of ...
... er , You , and my friend , whose absence I deplore , Calm as a gentle brook's unruffled tide Should the delicious ... ne'er , in quest of food , Apulian forests did molest ; Numidia never saw a more prodigious beast ; Numidia , mother of ...
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... er resign ? Cease , fools , your wishes to renew , Till she gros flesh and blood like you , Or you , like her , divine ' DIALOGUE DE L'AMOUR ET DU POETE . LE P. AMOUR , je ne veux plus aimer ; Jabjure à jamais ton empire : Mon cœur ...
... er resign ? Cease , fools , your wishes to renew , Till she gros flesh and blood like you , Or you , like her , divine ' DIALOGUE DE L'AMOUR ET DU POETE . LE P. AMOUR , je ne veux plus aimer ; Jabjure à jamais ton empire : Mon cœur ...
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... Ne'er from the golden mean of virtue bends ! He's now arriv'd - and brings from conquer'd Troy I. There let Time's creeping Winter shed His hoary snow around my head ; And while I feel , by fast degrees , My sluggard blood wax chill ...
... Ne'er from the golden mean of virtue bends ! He's now arriv'd - and brings from conquer'd Troy I. There let Time's creeping Winter shed His hoary snow around my head ; And while I feel , by fast degrees , My sluggard blood wax chill ...
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... er ; here ends thy feeble art ; For how wilt thou describe th ' immortal part ? Tho ' Kneller's or tho ' Raphael's ... ne'er was paid in vain , And ev'n dependence cannot feel its chain ; ' Yet whom she thus sets free she closer binds ...
... er ; here ends thy feeble art ; For how wilt thou describe th ' immortal part ? Tho ' Kneller's or tho ' Raphael's ... ne'er was paid in vain , And ev'n dependence cannot feel its chain ; ' Yet whom she thus sets free she closer binds ...
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Apollo arms beauteous beauty Behold Belgia bless blest breast bright Cæsar charms Columbo confest crown'd Cupid darts dear death delight e'er Earth Epicurus ev'n eyes fair fame fate fear fire flame flow Ganymede goddess gods grace grief grove hand happy hast hear heart Heaven hero honour Jove kind king labour light live lord lov'd Lucretius lyre maid MATTHEW PRIOR mighty mind mourn Muse Namur Nature's ne'er never night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er Ovid pain passion peace Peneus Phoebus Pindar plain pleas'd pleasure poem poet Pothinus praise pride queen rage rais'd reign rise sacred shade shine sighs sing skies smile soft song soul swain sweet tears tell thee things thou thought toil twas Venus verse vex'd Virg virtue weep Whilst winds wise wretched wyll youth
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Seite 262 - And terror on my aching s'ight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chilness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.
Seite 42 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure: Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!
Seite 509 - From nature too I take my rule, To shun contempt and ridicule. I never, with important air, In conversation overbear. Can grave and formal pass for wise, When men the solemn owl despise? My tongue within my lips I rein; For who talks much, must talk in vain.
Seite 430 - Dr. Swift had been observing once to Mr. Gay, what an odd pretty sort of a thing a Newgate Pastoral might make. Gay was inclined to try at such a thing for some time; but afterwards thought it would be better to write a comedy on the same plan. This was what gave rise to the Beggar's Opera.
Seite 213 - I made me great works ; I builded me houses ; I planted me vineyards : I made me gardens and orchards, and I planted trees in them of all kind of fruits : I made me pools of water, to water therewith the wood that bringeth forth trees...
Seite 430 - The person who acted Polly, till then obscure, became all at once the favourite of the town ; her pictures were engraved, and sold in great numbers ; her life written, books of VOL
Seite 262 - Looking tranquillity! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart.
Seite 430 - Its reception is thus recorded in the notes to the "Dunciad":— "This piece was received with greater applause than was ever known. Besides being acted in London sixty-three days without interruption, and renewed the next season with equal applause, it spread into all the great towns of England; was played in many places to the thirtieth and fortieth time; at Bath and Bristol fifty, etc.
Seite 43 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise; See the snakes that they rear. How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes!
Seite 319 - A new Version of the Psalms of David, fitted to the Tunes used in Churches...