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Or how the youth with every grace adornd , Untimely fell , to be for ever mourn ' d
? Then to fierce Capaneus thy verse extend , And sing with horror his prodigious
end . Now wretched Edipus , deprived of sight , Led a long death in everlasting ...
Or how the youth with every grace adornd , Untimely fell , to be for ever mourn ' d
? Then to fierce Capaneus thy verse extend , And sing with horror his prodigious
end . Now wretched Edipus , deprived of sight , Led a long death in everlasting ...
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Sublime in regal state Adrastus shone , Stretch ' d on rich carpets on his ivory
throne ; A lofty couch receives each princely guest ; 615 Around , at awful
distance , wait the rest . And now the king , his royal feast to grace , Acestis calls ,
the ...
Sublime in regal state Adrastus shone , Stretch ' d on rich carpets on his ivory
throne ; A lofty couch receives each princely guest ; 615 Around , at awful
distance , wait the rest . And now the king , his royal feast to grace , Acestis calls ,
the ...
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Force he prepared , but check ' d the rash design ; For when , appearing in a form
divine , The nymph surveys him , and beholds the grace Of charming features ,
and a youthful face , In her soft breast consenting passions move , And the warm
...
Force he prepared , but check ' d the rash design ; For when , appearing in a form
divine , The nymph surveys him , and beholds the grace Of charming features ,
and a youthful face , In her soft breast consenting passions move , And the warm
...
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... of Phaon I complain , A spring there is , whose silver waters show , Clear as a
glass , the shining sands below : A flowery lotos spreads its arms above , Shades
all the banks , and seems itself a grove ; Eternal greens the mossy margin grace
...
... of Phaon I complain , A spring there is , whose silver waters show , Clear as a
glass , the shining sands below : A flowery lotos spreads its arms above , Shades
all the banks , and seems itself a grove ; Eternal greens the mossy margin grace
...
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THERE lived in Lombardy , as authors write , In days of old , a wise and worthy
Knight ; Of gentle manners , as of generous race , Bless'd with much sense , more
riches , and some grace ; Yet , led astray by Venus ' soft delights , He scarce ...
THERE lived in Lombardy , as authors write , In days of old , a wise and worthy
Knight ; Of gentle manners , as of generous race , Bless'd with much sense , more
riches , and some grace ; Yet , led astray by Venus ' soft delights , He scarce ...
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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.