Poems on Several OccasionsBernard Lintot, at the Cross-Kyes [!] between the Temple gates in Fleet-street, 1726 - 221 Seiten |
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... or the Cell , When the last ling'ring Friend has bid farewel . Ev'n now she shades thy Evening Walk with Bays , ( No Hireling fhe , no Prostitute to Praise ) Ev'n now , obfervant of the parting Ray , Eyes Ev'n DEDICATION .
... or the Cell , When the last ling'ring Friend has bid farewel . Ev'n now she shades thy Evening Walk with Bays , ( No Hireling fhe , no Prostitute to Praise ) Ev'n now , obfervant of the parting Ray , Eyes Ev'n DEDICATION .
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... Praise ; And Wit , to Scandal exquifitely prone , Which frets another's Spleen to cure its own . Thofe facred Virgins whom the Bards revere , Tun'd all her Voice , and fhed a Sweetness there , To To make her Sense with double Charms ...
... Praise ; And Wit , to Scandal exquifitely prone , Which frets another's Spleen to cure its own . Thofe facred Virgins whom the Bards revere , Tun'd all her Voice , and fhed a Sweetness there , To To make her Sense with double Charms ...
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... praise , T ° A Bard triumphant in immortal Bays , The Learn'd to fhow , the Senfible commend , Yet ftill preserve the Province of the Friend , What Life , what Vigour , muft the Lines require ? What Mufick tune them ? what Affection ...
... praise , T ° A Bard triumphant in immortal Bays , The Learn'd to fhow , the Senfible commend , Yet ftill preserve the Province of the Friend , What Life , what Vigour , muft the Lines require ? What Mufick tune them ? what Affection ...
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... Praise : Yet ftill fedate your felf , and gravely plain , You neither fret , nor envy at the Vain . " Twas thus ( if Man with Woman we compare ) The wife Athenian croft a glittering Fair , Unmov'd by Tongues and Sights , he walk'd the ...
... Praise : Yet ftill fedate your felf , and gravely plain , You neither fret , nor envy at the Vain . " Twas thus ( if Man with Woman we compare ) The wife Athenian croft a glittering Fair , Unmov'd by Tongues and Sights , he walk'd the ...
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... Praise ; Sense may they seek , and less engage In Papers fill'd with Party - Rage . But if their Riches spoil their Vein , Ye Muses , make them poor again . Now bring the Weapon , yonder Blade , With which my tuneful Pens are made . I ...
... Praise ; Sense may they seek , and less engage In Papers fill'd with Party - Rage . But if their Riches spoil their Vein , Ye Muses , make them poor again . Now bring the Weapon , yonder Blade , With which my tuneful Pens are made . I ...
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Seite 172 - Without a vain, without a grudging heart, To him who gives us all, I yield a part ; From him you come, for him accept it here, A frank and sober, more than costly cheer.
Seite 114 - Spoil. This Casket India's glowing Gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder Box.
Seite 177 - Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below. * Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child half-wean'd his heart from God ; (Child of his age) for him he liv'd in pain, And measur'd back his steps to earth again. To what excesses had his dotage run ! But God, to save the father, took the son.
Seite 114 - Grace, And calls forth all the Wonders of her Face ; Sees by Degrees a purer Blush arise, And keener Lightnings quicken in her Eyes. The busy Sylphs surround their darling Care...
Seite 170 - But now the clouds in airy tumult fly ; The sun emerging opes an azure sky...
Seite 136 - Muses, make them poor again. Now bring the weapon, yonder blade With which my tuneful pens are made. I...
Seite 164 - To clear this doubt, to know the world by sight, To find if books, or swains, report it right, (For yet by swains alone the world he knew, Whose feet came wandering o'er the nightly dew...
Seite 114 - Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face : Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Seite 175 - Thy prayer, thy praise, thy life to vice unknown, In sweet memorial rise before the throne: These charms success in our bright region...
Seite 174 - Celestial odours breathe through purpled air ; And wings, whose colours glitter'd on the day, Wide at his back their gradual plumes display. The form ethereal bursts upon his sight, And moves in all the majesty of light.