The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 22Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... kind applaufes mark'd its happy way , While He , like his own Phocyas , fnatch'd from view , 15 To fairer realms with ripen'd glory flew . Humane , though witty ; humble , though admir'd ; Wept by the great , the virtuous fage expir'd ...
... kind applaufes mark'd its happy way , While He , like his own Phocyas , fnatch'd from view , 15 To fairer realms with ripen'd glory flew . Humane , though witty ; humble , though admir'd ; Wept by the great , the virtuous fage expir'd ...
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... kind ; his right displays 140 A temper'd blade , that spreads a formidable blaze . 145 He ftrikes the waves ; th ' obfequious waves obey , And , opening in a gulph , disclose the downward way . O Mufe ! by thee conducted down , I dare ...
... kind ; his right displays 140 A temper'd blade , that spreads a formidable blaze . 145 He ftrikes the waves ; th ' obfequious waves obey , And , opening in a gulph , disclose the downward way . O Mufe ! by thee conducted down , I dare ...
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... kind , 310 And make the world , enslav'd , his vicious will obey ! How has this fiend Ambition long defac'd Heaven's works , and laid the fair creation waste ! Ask silver Rhine , with springing rushes crown'd , As to the fea his waters ...
... kind , 310 And make the world , enslav'd , his vicious will obey ! How has this fiend Ambition long defac'd Heaven's works , and laid the fair creation waste ! Ask silver Rhine , with springing rushes crown'd , As to the fea his waters ...
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... kind . But you , your fex's champion , are come forth To fight their quarrel , and affert their worth ; Our Salick law of wit you have destroy'd , 25 Establish'd female claim , and triumph'd o'er our pride . While we look on , and with ...
... kind . But you , your fex's champion , are come forth To fight their quarrel , and affert their worth ; Our Salick law of wit you have destroy'd , 25 Establish'd female claim , and triumph'd o'er our pride . While we look on , and with ...
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... kind , Nature herfelf a frict attendance paid , 20 5 Charm'd with th ' attainments of th ' illuftrious maid , Inspir'd her thought , and , smiling , faid , I'll fee How well this fair - one's art can copy me . So to her favourite Titian ...
... kind , Nature herfelf a frict attendance paid , 20 5 Charm'd with th ' attainments of th ' illuftrious maid , Inspir'd her thought , and , smiling , faid , I'll fee How well this fair - one's art can copy me . So to her favourite Titian ...
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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 115 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure ; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
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...