The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Band 5Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... Mufa columnas Jacket , & Aufoniis plena theatra ftolis . 70 Gloria Virginibus debetur prima Britannis , Extera fat tibi fit fœmina poffe fequi . Tuque urbs Dardaniis Londinum ftructa colonis Turrigerum latè confpicienda caput , Tu ...
... Mufa columnas Jacket , & Aufoniis plena theatra ftolis . 70 Gloria Virginibus debetur prima Britannis , Extera fat tibi fit fœmina poffe fequi . Tuque urbs Dardaniis Londinum ftructa colonis Turrigerum latè confpicienda caput , Tu ...
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... Mufa * perennis opus . Jam fol Æthiopas fugiens Tithoniaque arva , Flectit ad Arctoas aurea lora plagas . Eft breve noctis iter , brevis eft mora noctis opacæ , Horrida cum tenebris exulat illa fuis . Jamque Lycaonius plauftrum cœlefte ...
... Mufa * perennis opus . Jam fol Æthiopas fugiens Tithoniaque arva , Flectit ad Arctoas aurea lora plagas . Eft breve noctis iter , brevis eft mora noctis opacæ , Horrida cum tenebris exulat illa fuis . Jamque Lycaonius plauftrum cœlefte ...
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... Mufa camoenam , Nec finit optatas poffe fequi tenebras ? Carmine fcire velis quàm te redamemque colamque , 5 Crede mihi vix hoc carmine feire queas . Nam neque nofter amor modulis includitur arêtis , Nec venit ad claudos integer ipfe ...
... Mufa camoenam , Nec finit optatas poffe fequi tenebras ? Carmine fcire velis quàm te redamemque colamque , 5 Crede mihi vix hoc carmine feire queas . Nam neque nofter amor modulis includitur arêtis , Nec venit ad claudos integer ipfe ...
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... Mufa modis ? Pindaricofque inflat numeros Teumefius Euan , Et redolet fumptum pagina quæque merum ; Dum gravis everfo currus crepat axe fupinus , Et volat Eleo pulvere fufcus eques . Quadrimoque madens Lyricen Romanus Iaccho Dulce canit ...
... Mufa modis ? Pindaricofque inflat numeros Teumefius Euan , Et redolet fumptum pagina quæque merum ; Dum gravis everfo currus crepat axe fupinus , Et volat Eleo pulvere fufcus eques . Quadrimoque madens Lyricen Romanus Iaccho Dulce canit ...
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... Mufa parentis . Hoc utcunque tibi gratum pater optime carmen Exiguum meditatur opus , nec novimus ipfi Aptiùs à nobis quæ poffint munera donis Refpondere tuis , quamvis nec maxima poffint Refpondere.tuis , nedum ut par gratia donis Effe ...
... Mufa parentis . Hoc utcunque tibi gratum pater optime carmen Exiguum meditatur opus , nec novimus ipfi Aptiùs à nobis quæ poffint munera donis Refpondere tuis , quamvis nec maxima poffint Refpondere.tuis , nedum ut par gratia donis Effe ...
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Seite 95 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Seite 143 - What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw ; The hungry sheep look up and are not fed, But swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly and foul contagion spread; Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once and smite no more.
Seite 95 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Seite 87 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Seite 142 - The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.
Seite 143 - That to the faithful herdman's art belongs! What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw; The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed...
Seite 96 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Seite 141 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days : But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life. But not the praise...
Seite 99 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age, Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But O, sad Virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower, Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek.
Seite 74 - Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep.