Musapædia, or Miscellany poems, never before printed. By several members of the Oxford poetical club, late of Eton and WestminsterR. Francklin, 1719 - 152 страници |
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Musapaedia. Victorious Laurels noble Mortals raile , Till a great Hero grows a God in Praife . A tim'rous Wretch , if Roman Votes decree To raife his Fortune , dares not truft the Sea : till Your home - bred Clowns , whofe whole ...
Musapaedia. Victorious Laurels noble Mortals raile , Till a great Hero grows a God in Praife . A tim'rous Wretch , if Roman Votes decree To raife his Fortune , dares not truft the Sea : till Your home - bred Clowns , whofe whole ...
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... Gods , when I fubmit to Fate : Give me cool Shades , and let the wanton Choir Of Nymphs and Fauns exalt my humble Lyre ; And ye , O Mufes , lofty Strains inspire . I bilo & < But if , my Lord , you grant the Lyrick Bays , I to the Stars ...
... Gods , when I fubmit to Fate : Give me cool Shades , and let the wanton Choir Of Nymphs and Fauns exalt my humble Lyre ; And ye , O Mufes , lofty Strains inspire . I bilo & < But if , my Lord , you grant the Lyrick Bays , I to the Stars ...
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... God , who all thofe Charms Does Kiffing hold within his circling Arms ; Among the Gods , a perfect One is He , Who does thofe Limbs enjoy , as well as fee . onfind b ... 12 de J T of te bou ll To a Married Lady who'refembled CELIA , HEY ...
... God , who all thofe Charms Does Kiffing hold within his circling Arms ; Among the Gods , a perfect One is He , Who does thofe Limbs enjoy , as well as fee . onfind b ... 12 de J T of te bou ll To a Married Lady who'refembled CELIA , HEY ...
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... God . He faid : Inftead of Anfwer , fhe look'd down , 2 Pronouncing Malice in a haughty Frown . His Rage at that , like Rivers under Ground , Long Time conceal'd , at last a Paffage found . This Breaft did once with facred Paffion burn ...
... God . He faid : Inftead of Anfwer , fhe look'd down , 2 Pronouncing Malice in a haughty Frown . His Rage at that , like Rivers under Ground , Long Time conceal'd , at last a Paffage found . This Breaft did once with facred Paffion burn ...
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... The angry Vengeance of the God of War : But rather let LOVE's Sports imploy my Lyre , Whofe Feafts and Banquets may my Soul infpire To fing thofe Wars that all the Brave admire . The The twelfth ODE of the first Book of Ho- race [ 20 ]
... The angry Vengeance of the God of War : But rather let LOVE's Sports imploy my Lyre , Whofe Feafts and Banquets may my Soul infpire To fing thofe Wars that all the Brave admire . The The twelfth ODE of the first Book of Ho- race [ 20 ]
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Страница 58 - Who God doth late and early pray, More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day, With a religious book or friend. This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And having nothing, yet hath all.
Страница 66 - My fancy paints him now with every grace, But, ah ! the dear delufion mocks my fond embrace : The fmiling vifion takes its hafty flight, And fcenes of horror fwim before my fight, Grief and defpair in all their terrors rife, A dying lover pale and gafping lies; Each difmal circumftance appears in view, The fatal object is for ever new : His anguifh, with the quickeft fenfe I feel, And hear this fad, this moving language ftill. My deareft wife! my laft, my fondeft care! Sure...
Страница 57 - Nor ruin make accusers great. Who envieth none whom chance doth raise Or vice, who never understood How deepest wounds are given with praise; Not rules of State, but rules of good.
Страница 58 - And entertains the harmlefs day With a well-chofen book or friend ! This man is freed from fervile bands Of hope to rife, or fear to fall ; Lord of himfelf...
Страница 58 - Praife ; Not Rules of State, but Rules of Good : Who GOD doth late and early pray More of his Grace than Gifts to lend : Who Entertains the harmlefs Day With a well chofen Book and Friend. . This Man is free from Servile Bands, Of hope to rife, or fear to fall ; Lord of Himfelf, tho' not of Lands ; And having Nothing, he hath All.
Страница 63 - Tis but to fpeak the dictates of my heart, And all that knew the charming youth will join Their friendly fighs, and pious tears to mine : For all that knew his merit muft confefs, In grief for him there can be no excefs. His foul was form'd to act each glorious part Of life, unftain'd with vanity or art.
Страница 64 - Or why has heaven diflblv'd the tie fo foon ? Why was the charming youth fo form'd to move ? Or why was all my...
Страница 63 - Of life, unstain'd with vanity, or art. No thought within his gen'rous mind had birth, But what he might have own'd to heav'n and earth.
Страница 67 - As thou hast taught my constant heart to prove The noblest height and elegance of love; That sacred passion I to thee confine, My spotless faith shall be for ever thine. * * * Ultimately...
Страница 57 - How happy is he, born or taught, That ferveth not another's will ; Whofe armour is his honeft thought.