The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes, Band 11A. Constable & Company, 1821 |
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... true . Had she so spoke , Eneas had obey'd What Dido , rather than what Jove , had said . If funeral rites can give a ghost repose , Your muse so justly has discharged those , Eliza's shade may now its wandering cease , And claim a ...
... true . Had she so spoke , Eneas had obey'd What Dido , rather than what Jove , had said . If funeral rites can give a ghost repose , Your muse so justly has discharged those , Eliza's shade may now its wandering cease , And claim a ...
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... TRUE FOUNDER . WALTER CHARLETON , M. D. was born in 1619 , and educated at Oxford to the profession of physic , in which he became very eminent . During the residence of King Charles I. at Oxford , in the Civil Wars , Charleton became ...
... TRUE FOUNDER . WALTER CHARLETON , M. D. was born in 1619 , and educated at Oxford to the profession of physic , in which he became very eminent . During the residence of King Charles I. at Oxford , in the Civil Wars , Charleton became ...
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... true , which is alleged by some writers , that it was anciently called Stan - Hengist , or , indeed , whether that be true or no , the monument seems like- ly to have been a Saxon erection , during their days of paganism ; for it is ...
... true , which is alleged by some writers , that it was anciently called Stan - Hengist , or , indeed , whether that be true or no , the monument seems like- ly to have been a Saxon erection , during their days of paganism ; for it is ...
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... True poets empty fame and praise despise , Fame is the trumpet , but your smile the prize . * You sit above , and see vain men below Contend for what you only can bestow ; But those great actions others do by chance , Are , like your ...
... True poets empty fame and praise despise , Fame is the trumpet , but your smile the prize . * You sit above , and see vain men below Contend for what you only can bestow ; But those great actions others do by chance , Are , like your ...
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... the crowd . But how should any sign - post dauber know The worth of Titian , or of Angelo ? Hard features every bungler can command ; To draw true beauty , shews a master's hand . EPISTLE THE SIXTH . TO THE EARL OF ROSCOMMON , EPISTLES .
... the crowd . But how should any sign - post dauber know The worth of Titian , or of Angelo ? Hard features every bungler can command ; To draw true beauty , shews a master's hand . EPISTLE THE SIXTH . TO THE EARL OF ROSCOMMON , EPISTLES .
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ANNE KILLIGREW Arcite arms beauty began behold betwixt blood Boccacio breast Canterbury Tales Chanticleer charms Chaucer coursers court crown'd Cymon dame daughter death design'd divine dream Dryden Duchess of Ormond Duke Emily EPISTLE eyes fair fame fate father fear fight fire fortune gave grace grief Guiscard hand happy hast heart heaven honour kind king knew knight KNIGHT'S TALE lady laurel light live look'd lord lover Lysimachus maid mind mortal muse never noble numbers o'er once Ovid pain Palamon panegyric pass'd play pleased pleasure poem poet poetry praise prince pursue queen race rest seem'd sight SIR GEORGE ETHEREGE Sir Robert Howard song soul stood sung sweet tale Tancred tears Thebes thee Theseus thine thou thought took translated turn'd Twas verses virtue wife Wife of Bath words youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 187 - Those are Grecian ghosts, that in battle were slain, And, unburied, remain Inglorious on the plain : Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew. Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes, And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
Seite 167 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began ; When Nature underneath a heap Of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high, Arise, ye more than dead.
Seite 189 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With nature's mother- wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown ; He raised a mortal to the skies, She drew an angel down.
Seite 160 - THREE Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed; The next in majesty •, In both the last. The force of Nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.
Seite 185 - Flush'd with a purple grace, He shows his honest face; Now give the hautboys breath: he comes! he comes! Bacchus, ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain ; Bacchus...
Seite 215 - I wol yow telle a tale which that I Lerned at Padowe of a worthy clerk, As preved by his wordes and his werk. He is now deed and nayled in his cheste, I prey to god so yeve his soule reste.
Seite 219 - In the first place, as he is the father of English poetry, so I hold him in the same degree of veneration as the Grecians held Homer or the Romans Virgil.
Seite 168 - Excites us to arms With shrill notes of anger And mortal alarms. The double double double beat Of the thundering drum Cries, hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat.
Seite 170 - GRAND CHORUS. As from the power of sacred lays The spheres began to move, And sung the great Creator's praise To all the blest above : So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die, And Music shall untune the sky.
Seite 191 - But, oh, inflame and fire our hearts ! Our frailties help, our vice control, Submit the senses to the soul; And when rebellious they are grown, Then lay thy hand, and hold them down. Chase from our minds the infernal foe, And peace, the fruit of Love, bestow ; And lest our feet should step astray, Protect and guide us in the way.