The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 46Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... Queen of Night emits her dawn , And throws , unfeen , her mantle o'er the lawn . Up the blue steep , her crimson orb now fhines ; Now on the mountain - top her arm reclines , 15 20 In ared crefcent feen : Her zone now gleams D 2 THE ...
... Queen of Night emits her dawn , And throws , unfeen , her mantle o'er the lawn . Up the blue steep , her crimson orb now fhines ; Now on the mountain - top her arm reclines , 15 20 In ared crefcent feen : Her zone now gleams D 2 THE ...
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... QUEEN of a People's heart , who ne'er before Agreed - yet now with one confent adore ! One conteft yet remains in this defire , Who most shall give applause , where all admire . 90 95 100 105 110 MISCEL- G4 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . VERSE S ...
... QUEEN of a People's heart , who ne'er before Agreed - yet now with one confent adore ! One conteft yet remains in this defire , Who most shall give applause , where all admire . 90 95 100 105 110 MISCEL- G4 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . VERSE S ...
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... queen . ' T'will be the prophet guides the poet's strain ! Grief never touch'd a heart like your's in vain : Heaven gave you power , because you love to blefs ; And pity , when you feel it , is redress . Two fathers join'd to rob my ...
... queen . ' T'will be the prophet guides the poet's strain ! Grief never touch'd a heart like your's in vain : Heaven gave you power , because you love to blefs ; And pity , when you feel it , is redress . Two fathers join'd to rob my ...
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... queen my mother , and my father - God . The pitying Mufes faw me wit pursue ; A bastard - fon , alas ! on that fide too , Did not your eyes exalt the poet's fire , And what the Mufe denies , the queen infpire ? While rifing thus your ...
... queen my mother , and my father - God . The pitying Mufes faw me wit pursue ; A bastard - fon , alas ! on that fide too , Did not your eyes exalt the poet's fire , And what the Mufe denies , the queen infpire ? While rifing thus your ...
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... queen . Such be the annual truths my verse imparts Nor frown , fair favourite of a people's hearts ! Happy if , plac'd , perchance , beneath your eye , My Muse , unpenfion'd , might her pinions try ; Fearless to fail , whilft you ...
... queen . Such be the annual truths my verse imparts Nor frown , fair favourite of a people's hearts ! Happy if , plac'd , perchance , beneath your eye , My Muse , unpenfion'd , might her pinions try ; Fearless to fail , whilft you ...
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Страница 68 - Griev'd I forgive, and am grown cool too late; Young and unthoughtful then, who knows one day What ripening virtues might have made their way!
Страница 68 - He might have fav'd fome worth, now doom'd to fall ; And I, perchance, in him, have murder'd all. O fate of late Repentance ! always vain : Thy remedies but lull undying pain. Where...
Страница 82 - Two Fathers join'd to rob my Claim of one ! My Mother too thought fit to have no Son ! The Senate next...
Страница 29 - Can its foot sharpen, like the vulture's claw? Can the fond goat, or tender fleecy dam, Howl, like the wolf, to tear the kid, or lamb? Yes, there are mothers...
Страница 66 - tis to you My thanks for such distinguish'd claims are due ; You, unenslav'd to Nature's narrow laws, Warm championess for freedom's sacred cause, From all the dry devoirs of blood and line, . From ties maternal, moral and divine, Discharg'd my grasping soul ; push'd me from shore, And launch'd me into life without an oar.
Страница 70 - Her fmile more cheerful than a vernal morn, All life ! all bloom ! of Youth and Fancy born. Touch'd into joy, what hearts to her fubmit ! She looks her Sire, and fpeaks her Mother's wit. O'er the gay world the fweet infpirer reigns . Spleen flies, and Elegance her pomp fuftains.
Страница 39 - Whence, beam'd from sapphires, living azure plays; The liquid floor, in-wrought with pearls divine, Where all his labours in...
Страница 172 - Boast petty courts, whence rules new rigour draw, Unknown to Nature's and to statute-law ; Quirks that explain all saving rights away, To give th' attorney and the catchpoll prey.
Страница 6 - Induftry is all with Beauty crown'd ! He, He alone, explores the Mine for Gain, Hues the hard Rock, or harrows up the Plain ; He forms the Sword to...
Страница 56 - He deem'd it godlike to have power to blefs : Thus, when unguarded, treafon ftain'd him o'er; And virtue and content were then no more. But when to death by rigorous...