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... 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 . Blest , who can unconcern'dly find Hours , days ...
... 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 . Blest , who can unconcern'dly find Hours , days ...
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... breath 150 Famine and drought proceed , and plagues , and death . A robe obscene was o'er her shoulders thrown , 155 A dress by Fates and Furies worn alone . She toss'd her meagre arms ; her better hand In waving circles whirl'd a ...
... breath 150 Famine and drought proceed , and plagues , and death . A robe obscene was o'er her shoulders thrown , 155 A dress by Fates and Furies worn alone . She toss'd her meagre arms ; her better hand In waving circles whirl'd a ...
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... breathing flute's soft notes are heard around , And the shrill trumpets mix their silver sound ; The vaulted roofs with echoing music ring , 320 These touch the vocal stops , and those the trembling string . Not thus Amphion tuned the ...
... breathing flute's soft notes are heard around , And the shrill trumpets mix their silver sound ; The vaulted roofs with echoing music ring , 320 These touch the vocal stops , and those the trembling string . Not thus Amphion tuned the ...
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... Breathe a soft sigh , and drop a tender tear ; Till their wise husbands , gull'd by arts like these , Grow gentle ... breath , Serene in torments , unconcern'd in death ; And witness next what Roman authors tell , How Arria , Portia ...
... Breathe a soft sigh , and drop a tender tear ; Till their wise husbands , gull'd by arts like these , Grow gentle ... breath , Serene in torments , unconcern'd in death ; And witness next what Roman authors tell , How Arria , Portia ...
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... Breathe on her lips , and in her bosom play ! 5 2 [ Old Mr. Johnston , the retired Scotch Secretary of State , who lived at Twickenham . ] 3 [ This was probably the earliest of these juvenile imitations . At least Pope , in a letter to ...
... Breathe on her lips , and in her bosom play ! 5 2 [ Old Mr. Johnston , the retired Scotch Secretary of State , who lived at Twickenham . ] 3 [ This was probably the earliest of these juvenile imitations . At least Pope , in a letter to ...
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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.