The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 29Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... Jove . Thus fearful does the face of adverse power appear ; But British forces are unus'd to fear : Though thus oppos'd , they might , if William where not there . VI . But hark , the voice of war ! behold the ftorm begin ! The ...
... Jove . Thus fearful does the face of adverse power appear ; But British forces are unus'd to fear : Though thus oppos'd , they might , if William where not there . VI . But hark , the voice of war ! behold the ftorm begin ! The ...
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... Jove defponding fate , Till Mars , with all his force collected , food . And pour'd whole war on the rebellious brood ; Who , tumbling headlong from th ' empyreal fkies , O'erwhelm'd thofe hills , by which they thought to rife . Mars on ...
... Jove defponding fate , Till Mars , with all his force collected , food . And pour'd whole war on the rebellious brood ; Who , tumbling headlong from th ' empyreal fkies , O'erwhelm'd thofe hills , by which they thought to rife . Mars on ...
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... and the tuneful Nine ! To thee alone I dare my fong commend , Whofe nature can forgive , and power defend , And fhew by turns the patron and the friend . Begin , my Mufe , from Jove derive thy song Begin , [ 20 ] THE BIRTH OF THE MUSE. ...
... and the tuneful Nine ! To thee alone I dare my fong commend , Whofe nature can forgive , and power defend , And fhew by turns the patron and the friend . Begin , my Mufe , from Jove derive thy song Begin , [ 20 ] THE BIRTH OF THE MUSE. ...
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... Jove belong : For thou thyself art of celestial feed , Nor dare a fire inferior boast the breed . When firft the frame of this vaft ball was made , And Jove with joy the finish'd work furvey'd ; Viciffitude of things , of men and states ...
... Jove belong : For thou thyself art of celestial feed , Nor dare a fire inferior boast the breed . When firft the frame of this vaft ball was made , And Jove with joy the finish'd work furvey'd ; Viciffitude of things , of men and states ...
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... And lo ! Silence himself is here ; Methinks I fee the midnight god appear , In all his downy pomp array'd , Behold the reverend fhade : An ancient figh he fits upon , Whofe Begin , my Mufe , from Jove derive thy fong 30 CONGREVE'S POEMS .
... And lo ! Silence himself is here ; Methinks I fee the midnight god appear , In all his downy pomp array'd , Behold the reverend fhade : An ancient figh he fits upon , Whofe Begin , my Mufe , from Jove derive thy fong 30 CONGREVE'S POEMS .
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Amyntas arms blefs breaſt bright caufe charms cry'd Dæmon dear defire deſpair eaſe Epode Ev'n eyes facred fafe faid fair fame fate fave fear feas feek feems feen fhade fhall fhining fhould figh fight filver fing fire firft firſt fix'd fkies flain flowers foft fome fong foon forrows foul fpring ftill ftrait ftreams fuch fudden fung fure fwain fweet goddeſs gods grace grief grove heart heaven honour huſband Jove laft lamenting laſt lefs light lov'd lyre maid mind moft moſt mourn Mufe muft Muſe muſt ne'er numbers nymph o'er Otreus paffion Phaon Phoebus Pindar plain pleafing pleas'd pleaſe praife praiſe Priam Procris purſue radiant rage raiſe reft rife Sappho ſhall ſhe ſkies ſpace ſpeed ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtill ſweet taſte thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou Venus verfe weeping Whilft whofe whoſe youth
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