The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes, Band 8

A. Constable & Company, 1821
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Seite 444 - Nassau to Kneller's hand decreed To fix him graceful on the bounding steed; So well in paint and stone they judg'd of merit: But kings in wit may want discerning spirit.
Seite 87 - FAIR Iris I love, and hourly I die, But not for a lip, nor a languishing eye: She's fickle and false, and there we agree, For I am as false and as fickle as she.
Seite 265 - Choose to sustain the smart, rather than leave her. My ravished eyes behold such charms about her, I can die with her, but not live without her ; One tender sigh of hers to see me languish, Will more than pay the price of my past anguish.
Seite 401 - Her eyes, her lips, her cheeks, her shape, her features, Seem to be drawn by Love's own hand ; by Love, Himself in love...
Seite 459 - His onset was violent: those passages which while they stood single had passed with little notice, when they were accumulated and exposed together, excited horror; the wise and the pious caught the alarm, and the nation wondered why it had so long suffered irreligion and licentiousness to be openly taught at the public charge.
Seite 453 - The entertainment and show went forward, and most of the presenters went backward, or fell down; wine did so occupy their upper chambers.
Seite 455 - JANUS. Chronos, Chronos, mend thy pace, An hundred times the rolling sun Around the radiant belt has run In his revolving race. Behold, behold, the goal in sight, Spread thy fans, and wing thy flight.
Seite 12 - The labouring bee, when his sharp sting is gone, Forgets his golden work, and turns a drone : Such is a satire, when you take away That rage, in which his noble vigour lay.
Seite 134 - Drum. Now they charge on amain, Now they rally again: The Gods from above the Mad Labour behold, And pity Mankind that will perish for Gold. The Fainting Saxons quit their Ground, Their Trumpets Languish in the Sound...
Seite 459 - He was formed for a controvertist ; with sufficient learning ; with diction vehement and pointed, though often vulgar and incorrect : with unconquerable pertinacity ; with wit in the highest degree keen and sarcastick ; and with all those powers exalted and invigorated by just confidence in his cause.

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