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And funeral flames , that parting wide in air Express the discord of the souls they
bear : Of towns dispeopled , and the wandering ghosts Of kings unburied in the
wasted coasts ; When Dirce ' s fountain blushed with Grecian blood , And Thetis ...
And funeral flames , that parting wide in air Express the discord of the souls they
bear : Of towns dispeopled , and the wandering ghosts Of kings unburied in the
wasted coasts ; When Dirce ' s fountain blushed with Grecian blood , And Thetis ...
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Thou Fury , then , some lasting curse entail , Which o'er their children's children
shall prevail : Place on their heads that crown distain'd with gore , Which these
dear hands from my slain father tore ; Go , and a parent's heavy curses bear ;
Break ...
Thou Fury , then , some lasting curse entail , Which o'er their children's children
shall prevail : Place on their heads that crown distain'd with gore , Which these
dear hands from my slain father tore ; Go , and a parent's heavy curses bear ;
Break ...
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As stubborn steers by brawny ploughmen broke , And join'd reluctant to the
galling yoke , Alike disdain with servile necks to bear Th ' unwonted weight , or
drag the crooked share , But rend the reins , and bound a different way , And all
the ...
As stubborn steers by brawny ploughmen broke , And join'd reluctant to the
galling yoke , Alike disdain with servile necks to bear Th ' unwonted weight , or
drag the crooked share , But rend the reins , and bound a different way , And all
the ...
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But the vile vulgar , ever discontent , Their growing fears in secret murmurs vent ;
Still prone to change , though still the slaves of state , And sure the monarch
whom they have , to hate ; New lords they madly make , then tamely bear , And
softly ...
But the vile vulgar , ever discontent , Their growing fears in secret murmurs vent ;
Still prone to change , though still the slaves of state , And sure the monarch
whom they have , to hate ; New lords they madly make , then tamely bear , And
softly ...
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The monarch then his solemn silence broke , The still creation listen ' d while he
spoke , Each sacred accent bears eternal weight , And each irrevocable word is
fate . How long shall man the wrath of heaven defy , And force unwilling ...
The monarch then his solemn silence broke , The still creation listen ' d while he
spoke , Each sacred accent bears eternal weight , And each irrevocable word is
fate . How long shall man the wrath of heaven defy , And force unwilling ...
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Seite 183 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
Seite 199 - True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learned to dance. 'Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows...
Seite 178 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting?
Seite 265 - Statesman, yet friend to Truth ! of soul sincere, In action faithful, and in honour clear; Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend ; Ennobled by himself, by all approv'd, And prais'd, unenvy'd, by the Muse he lov'd.
Seite 198 - In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike fantastic, if too new, or old: Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.
Seite 246 - Restore the Lock ! she cries ; and all around, Restore the Lock ! the vaulted roofs rebound. Not fierce Othello in so loud a strain...
Seite 245 - Now Jove suspends his golden scales in air, Weighs the men's wits against the lady's hair ; The doubtful beam long nods from side to side ; At length the wits mount up, the hairs subside. See fierce Belinda on the baron flies, With more than usual lightning in her eyes : Nor fear'd the chief th' unequal fight to try, Who sought no more than on his foe to die.
Seite 178 - Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?
Seite 228 - 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...
Seite 242 - CANTO V She said: the pitying audience melt in tears; But Fate and Love had stopp'd the baron's ears. In vain Thalestris with reproach assails, For who can move when fair Belinda fails? Not half so fix'd the Trojan could remain.