The Modern Dunciad: Virgil in London and Other PoemsPickering, 1835 - 342 страници |
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... rising in my veins ; Puts my imagination to a stand , And makes my pen drop harmless from my hand . F. Why Truth , that arms the Stoic , ne'er can fail- P. Then fear for once give way , and Truth prevail . When I behold in this weak ...
... rising in my veins ; Puts my imagination to a stand , And makes my pen drop harmless from my hand . F. Why Truth , that arms the Stoic , ne'er can fail- P. Then fear for once give way , and Truth prevail . When I behold in this weak ...
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... rise , and dare the worst- F. Forbear this railing : P. I must speak , or burst . * If a dustman or drayman have a cruel appetite to blacken his wife's eyes upon scientific principles , he may be initiated without offering much violence ...
... rise , and dare the worst- F. Forbear this railing : P. I must speak , or burst . * If a dustman or drayman have a cruel appetite to blacken his wife's eyes upon scientific principles , he may be initiated without offering much violence ...
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... rise from hell's dark caves with furious joy , And breathe again his spirit to destroy . Then ask no more — yet if a doubt remain , Why thus to Satire I devote my strain ; With this reply be satisfied at once , While Bowles † exists ...
... rise from hell's dark caves with furious joy , And breathe again his spirit to destroy . Then ask no more — yet if a doubt remain , Why thus to Satire I devote my strain ; With this reply be satisfied at once , While Bowles † exists ...
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... rise ! Dulness awakes , and rubs her drowsy eyes , With sleepy haste the poppy wreath prepares , To crown her fav'rite bard - while wisdom stares ! Next , to complete thy triumph , even now , The cap of liberty shall grace thy brow ; It ...
... rise ! Dulness awakes , and rubs her drowsy eyes , With sleepy haste the poppy wreath prepares , To crown her fav'rite bard - while wisdom stares ! Next , to complete thy triumph , even now , The cap of liberty shall grace thy brow ; It ...
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... rise to meet Justice , reconciled by blood . " How different to this doggerel are the beautiful Lyrics of Watts ! " The Idiot Boy ; a Spanish Tale of Pity , " written by Mr. Edward Ball . " O Lady , all the valley sigh For such a ...
... rise to meet Justice , reconciled by blood . " How different to this doggerel are the beautiful Lyrics of Watts ! " The Idiot Boy ; a Spanish Tale of Pity , " written by Mr. Edward Ball . " O Lady , all the valley sigh For such a ...
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Страница 117 - In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
Страница 62 - The Lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic. Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives...
Страница 98 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Страница 89 - While round the armed bands Did clap their bloody hands. He nothing common did or mean Upon that memorable scene, But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try; Nor call'd the Gods, with vulgar spite, To vindicate his helpless right ; But bow'd his comely head Down, as upon a bed.
Страница 119 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year: Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal Boy! This can unlock the gates of Joy; Of Horror that, and thrilling Fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic Tears.
Страница 62 - The seasons alter : hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose : And on old Hyems' chin and icy crown, An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set.
Страница 131 - Fortunate senex, ergo tua rura manebunt! et tibi magna satis, quamvis lapis omnia nudus limosoque palus obducat pascua iunco.
Страница 82 - If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Страница 62 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that, which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness.
Страница 91 - That place, that does Contain my books, the best companions, is To me a glorious court, where hourly I Converse with the old sages and philosophers; And sometimes for variety I confer With kings and emperors, and weigh their counsels; Calling their victories, if unjustly got, Unto a strict account; and in my fancy, Deface their ill-placed statues.