Roach's Beauties of the Modern Poets of Great Britain: Carefully Selected and Arranged ...J. Roach, 1794 |
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... thousand are poffeft . Thus make the proper use of each extreme , And write with fury , but correct with phlegm . As when the cheerful hours too freely pass , And sparkling wine smiles in the tempting glass , Your pulse advises , and ...
... thousand are poffeft . Thus make the proper use of each extreme , And write with fury , but correct with phlegm . As when the cheerful hours too freely pass , And sparkling wine smiles in the tempting glass , Your pulse advises , and ...
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... thousands , angels on archangels roli'd ; • Recover'd to the hills they ran , they flew , • Which ( with their ... thousand thunders in his hand , • Drove th ' original rebels headlong down , • And sent them flaming to the vaft ...
... thousands , angels on archangels roli'd ; • Recover'd to the hills they ran , they flew , • Which ( with their ... thousand thunders in his hand , • Drove th ' original rebels headlong down , • And sent them flaming to the vaft ...
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... thousand years ago . Why did I write ? what fin to me unknown Dipt me in ink , my parent's , or my own ? As yet a child , nor yet a fool to fame , I lifp'd in numbers , for the numbers came . I left no calling for this idle trade , No ...
... thousand years ago . Why did I write ? what fin to me unknown Dipt me in ink , my parent's , or my own ? As yet a child , nor yet a fool to fame , I lifp'd in numbers , for the numbers came . I left no calling for this idle trade , No ...
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... thousand suns went down on Welsted's lye : To please a Mistress , one afper'd his life ; He lash'd him not , but let her be his wife : Let Budgel charge low Grubstreet on his quilt , And write whate'er he pleas'd , except his Will : Let ...
... thousand suns went down on Welsted's lye : To please a Mistress , one afper'd his life ; He lash'd him not , but let her be his wife : Let Budgel charge low Grubstreet on his quilt , And write whate'er he pleas'd , except his Will : Let ...
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... thousand envy and adore : All , all look up , with reverential awe , At times that ' scape or triumph o'er the law ; While truth , worth , wisdom , daily they decry ? " Nothing is facred now but villany . " Yet may this verse ( if such ...
... thousand envy and adore : All , all look up , with reverential awe , At times that ' scape or triumph o'er the law ; While truth , worth , wisdom , daily they decry ? " Nothing is facred now but villany . " Yet may this verse ( if such ...
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الصفحة 29 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
الصفحة 33 - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or, at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad...
الصفحة 55 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek : Wi...
الصفحة 22 - I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
الصفحة 2 - Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made. Joined to the prattle of the purling rills, Were heard the lowing herds along the vale, And flocks loud-bleating from the distant hills, And vacant shepherds piping in the dale : And now and then sweet Philomel would wail, Or stock-doves...
الصفحة 24 - Furies, death and rage!" If I approve, "Commend it to the stage.
الصفحة 59 - An honest man's the noblest work of God;' And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refin'd!
الصفحة 13 - As when a shepherd of the Hebrid Isles*, Placed far amid the melancholy main, (Whether it be lone fancy him beguiles ; Or that aerial beings sometimes deign To stand embodied, to our senses plain) Sees on the naked hill, or valley low, The whilst in ocean Phoebus dips his wain, A vast assembly moving to and fro: Then all at once in air dissolves the wondrous show.
الصفحة 36 - Bestia's from the throne. Born to no pride, inheriting no strife, Nor marrying discord in a noble wife, Stranger to civil and religious rage, The good man walk'd innoxious through his age. No courts he saw, no suits would ever try, Nor dar'd an oath, nor hazarded a lie.
الصفحة 26 - And when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write ? what sin to me unknown Dipt me in ink, my parents', or my own?