The Miscellaneous Works of John Dryden, Esq;: Containing All His Original Poems, Tales, and Translations. Now First Collected and Published Together in Four Volumes. With Explanatory Notes and Observations. Also an Account of His Life and Writings ...J. and R. Tonson, in the Strand., 1760 |
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... shall my fight , and touch , and taste rebel ? Superior faculties are set aside ; Shall their fubfervient organs be my guide ? Then let the moon ufurp the rule of day , And winking tapers fhew the fun his way ; For what my senses can ...
... shall my fight , and touch , and taste rebel ? Superior faculties are set aside ; Shall their fubfervient organs be my guide ? Then let the moon ufurp the rule of day , And winking tapers fhew the fun his way ; For what my senses can ...
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... shall find ' Tis light as chaff that flies before the wind . Were all thofe wonders wrought by power divine , As means or ends of fome more deep defign ? Moft fure as means , whofe end was this alone , To prove the Godhead of the ...
... shall find ' Tis light as chaff that flies before the wind . Were all thofe wonders wrought by power divine , As means or ends of fome more deep defign ? Moft fure as means , whofe end was this alone , To prove the Godhead of the ...
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... shall be fign . A real prefence all her fons allow , And yet ' tis flat idolatry to bow , Because the Godhead's there they know not how . Her novices are taught , that bread and wine Are but the vifible and outward fign , Receiv'd by ...
... shall be fign . A real prefence all her fons allow , And yet ' tis flat idolatry to bow , Because the Godhead's there they know not how . Her novices are taught , that bread and wine Are but the vifible and outward fign , Receiv'd by ...
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... Shall it be thence inferr'd , I do not fee ? But you require an answer positive , Which yet , when I demand , you dare not give ; For fallacies in univerfals live . I then affirm that this unfailing guide In pope and general councils ...
... Shall it be thence inferr'd , I do not fee ? But you require an answer positive , Which yet , when I demand , you dare not give ; For fallacies in univerfals live . I then affirm that this unfailing guide In pope and general councils ...
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... Shall the command who has herself rebell'd ? Is antichrift by antichrift expell'd ? Did we a lawful tyranny difplace , To fet aloft a baftard of the race ? Why all these wars to win the book , if we Muft not interpret for ourselves ...
... Shall the command who has herself rebell'd ? Is antichrift by antichrift expell'd ? Did we a lawful tyranny difplace , To fet aloft a baftard of the race ? Why all these wars to win the book , if we Muft not interpret for ourselves ...
Често срещани думи и фрази
againſt Amyntas Becauſe beft beſt bleffings blood boaſt breaſt call'd cauſe CHLORI cloſe confcience DAPHNI defire e'en eaſe Engliſh ev'ry eyes facred fafely faid fair fame fate fatire fear fecure feems fenfe fhall fhews figh fight fince firft firſt flain fleep foes fome fons fools foon foul ftand ftill fubject fuch fung fure grace heaven himſelf Hind houſe increaſe JOHN DRYDEN joys juft juſt kiffing kind king laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs Lucretius mind moft moſt mufe muſe muſt never numbers o'er pain Panther paſs peace play pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poets praiſe prince PROLOGUE raiſe reaſon reft reſt rife ſay ſcene ſee ſeen ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow ſky ſome ſpace ſtage ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſtood ſweet thee themſelves Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou thro tranflated treaſure uſe verſe Whig Whofe Whoſe wife wiſh
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Страница 255 - Excites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger, And mortal alarms. The double double double beat Of the thundering drum Cries Hark! the foes come; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat!
Страница 283 - 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. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown ; He raised a mortal to the skies ; She drew an angel down.
Страница 280 - 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 138 - Near these a Nursery erects its head. Where queens are form'd, and future heroes bred ; Where unfledg'd actors learn to laugh and cry, Where infant punks their tender voices try, And little Maximins the gods defy.
Страница 268 - In flower 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...
Страница 141 - My son, advance Still in new impudence, new ignorance. Success let others teach, learn thou from me Pangs without birth, and fruitless industry. Let...
Страница 142 - Where did his wit on learning fix a brand And rail at arts he did not understand? Where made he love in Prince Nicander's vein Or swept the dust in Psyche's humble strain? Where sold he bargains, "whipstitch, kiss my arse", Promised a play and dwindled to a farce?
Страница 269 - 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...