The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 22Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... Muse refin'd , So much improv'd by thofe he leaves behind ! So when a father fees a careful fon Enlarge thofe coffers , which were first his own , With joy to heaven he lifts his aged eyes , Blefies his profperous heir , and calmly dies ...
... Muse refin'd , So much improv'd by thofe he leaves behind ! So when a father fees a careful fon Enlarge thofe coffers , which were first his own , With joy to heaven he lifts his aged eyes , Blefies his profperous heir , and calmly dies ...
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... Muse refin'd , So much improv'd by thofe he leaves behind ! So when a father fees a careful fon } Enlarge thofe coffers , which were first his own , With joy to heaven he lifts his aged eyes , Bleffes his profperous heir , and calmly ...
... Muse refin'd , So much improv'd by thofe he leaves behind ! So when a father fees a careful fon } Enlarge thofe coffers , which were first his own , With joy to heaven he lifts his aged eyes , Bleffes his profperous heir , and calmly ...
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... Muse be ever own'd divine , 20 And in the facred lift unrival'd shine ! Nor joyous health was thine , nor downy ease ; To thee forbidden was the foft recefs ; 25 Worn 30 Worn with difeafe , and never - ceafing pain 8 RECOMMENDATORY POEMS .
... Muse be ever own'd divine , 20 And in the facred lift unrival'd shine ! Nor joyous health was thine , nor downy ease ; To thee forbidden was the foft recefs ; 25 Worn 30 Worn with difeafe , and never - ceafing pain 8 RECOMMENDATORY POEMS .
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... Muse - Look down , my son ! and see The bright proceffion of a deity ! S 10 She spoke ; the ftorm difpers'd ; vanish'd the night ; 15 And well - known Europe stands disclos'd to fight . Of various states , the various bounds appear ...
... Muse - Look down , my son ! and see The bright proceffion of a deity ! S 10 She spoke ; the ftorm difpers'd ; vanish'd the night ; 15 And well - known Europe stands disclos'd to fight . Of various states , the various bounds appear ...
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... Muse ! whofe tuneful fong Can fix heroic acts , that glide along Down the vast fea of ever - wafting time , And all the gilded images can stay , Till time's vaft fea itself be roll'd away : O now affift with confecrated strains ! Let ...
... Muse ! whofe tuneful fong Can fix heroic acts , that glide along Down the vast fea of ever - wafting time , And all the gilded images can stay , Till time's vaft fea itself be roll'd away : O now affift with confecrated strains ! Let ...
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APOL Apollo Apollo and Daphne Barn Elms beauteous beauty Behold bleffing bleft breaſt bright Cæfar Cantata cauſe charms crouds crown'd Cupid DAPH Daphne defcends defire deſpair difdain doft thou ELECTRA Ev'n eyes facred fair fame fate fcene fcorn feem ferene fhade fhall fhining fifter fighs fight filent fing firſt fkies flain flame flaves flow fmiling foes foft fome fong forrow foul ftill ftrain ftreams fuch fudden fwain Ganimede glory goddeſs grace grove happy hear Heaven himſelf honours immortal inſpire laft light Love lyre maid marks of triumph Mufe ne'er nymph o'er ORESTES paffion Peneus plains pleas'd pleaſure Pompey Pothinus praiſe prefent purſue rais'd RECITATIVE rife ſcene ſeen ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhore ſhould ſkies ſky ſmile ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſwain thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe tranſport Triumph of Peace triumphs Venus voice
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Страница 155 - As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Страница 116 - Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And like another Helen, fired another Troy! Thus, long ago, Ere heaving bellows learn'd to blow, While organs yet were mute; Timotheus to his breathing flute And sounding lyre, Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
Страница 115 - With flying fingers touched the lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky, And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove, Who left his blissful seats above, (Such is the power of mighty love.) A dragon's fiery form belied the god : Sublime on radiant spires he rode, When he to fair Olympia...
Страница 115 - 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.
Страница 115 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
Страница 116 - 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.
Страница 115 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise ! See the Snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their Hair, And the Sparkles that flash from their Eyes ! Behold a ghastly Band, Each a Torch in his Hand!
Страница 115 - The many rend the skies with loud applause ; So Love was crown'd, but Music won the cause. The prince, unable to conceal his pain, Gaz'd on the fair Who caus'd his care, And sigh'd and look'd, sigh'd and look'd, Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again : At length, with love and wine at once oppress'd, The vanquish'd victor sunk upon her breast.
Страница 115 - In flow'r of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair. CHORUS Happy...