The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 191790 |
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... hope they have now another notion of both , as having found , by comfortable experience , that the doctrine of perfecution is far from being an article of our faith . It is not for any private man to cenfure the proceed- ings of a ...
... hope they have now another notion of both , as having found , by comfortable experience , that the doctrine of perfecution is far from being an article of our faith . It is not for any private man to cenfure the proceed- ings of a ...
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... hope , that the church of England might have been perfuaded to have taken off the penal laws and the teft , which was one design of the poem , when I proposed to myself the writing of it . It is evident that fome part of it was only ...
... hope , that the church of England might have been perfuaded to have taken off the penal laws and the teft , which was one design of the poem , when I proposed to myself the writing of it . It is evident that fome part of it was only ...
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... hope no reader of either party will be fcandalized , because they are not of my invention , but as old , to my knowledge , as the times of Boccace and Chaucer on the one fide , and as thofe of the Reforma tion on the other . THE HIND ...
... hope no reader of either party will be fcandalized , because they are not of my invention , but as old , to my knowledge , as the times of Boccace and Chaucer on the one fide , and as thofe of the Reforma tion on the other . THE HIND ...
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... hope in vain For truths , which men infpir'd could not explain .. Before the word was written , said the Hind , Our Saviour preach'd his faith to human kind : From his apoftles the first age receiv'd Eternal truth , and what they taught ...
... hope in vain For truths , which men infpir'd could not explain .. Before the word was written , said the Hind , Our Saviour preach'd his faith to human kind : From his apoftles the first age receiv'd Eternal truth , and what they taught ...
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... of humility is found . But if none were , the gofpel does not want ; Our Saviour preach'd it , and I hope you grant , The fermon on the mount was protestant . } No No doubt , reply'd the Hind , as fure as S 59 THE HIND AND THE PANTHER .
... of humility is found . But if none were , the gofpel does not want ; Our Saviour preach'd it , and I hope you grant , The fermon on the mount was protestant . } No No doubt , reply'd the Hind , as fure as S 59 THE HIND AND THE PANTHER .
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Страница 201 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began : When Nature underneath a heap of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high. Arise ye more than dead. Then cold and hot, and moist and dry, In order to their stations leap, And music's power obey. From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in man.
Страница 194 - Three poets in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn; The first in loftiness of thought surpassed, The next in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go, To make a third she joined the former two.
Страница 219 - 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 202 - Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell?
Страница 19 - As only buz to Heaven with evening wings ; Strike in the dark, offending but by chance ; Such are the blindfold blows of Ignorance : They know not beings,, and but hate a name ; To them the Hind and Panther are the same.
Страница 216 - 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 214 - 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 112 - 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 219 - Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And like another Helen fired another Troy ! Thus long ago, Ere heaving bellows learned 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. At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame...
Страница 19 - These gross, half-animated lumps I leave; Nor can I think what thoughts they can conceive. But if they think at all, 'tis sure no higher Than matter, put in motion, may aspire: Souls that can scarce ferment their mass of clay; So drossy, so divisible are...