The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 10Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... kind , paternal care appears , By chafte inftruction of her tender years . The first impreffion in her infant breast Will be the deepest , and should be the best . Let not aufterity breed fervile fear , No wanton found offend her virgin ...
... kind , paternal care appears , By chafte inftruction of her tender years . The first impreffion in her infant breast Will be the deepest , and should be the best . Let not aufterity breed fervile fear , No wanton found offend her virgin ...
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... kind , paternal care appears , By chafte inftruction of her tender years . The first impreffion in her infant breast Will be the deepest , and should be the best . Let not aufterity breed fervile fear , No wanton found offend her virgin ...
... kind , paternal care appears , By chafte inftruction of her tender years . The first impreffion in her infant breast Will be the deepest , and should be the best . Let not aufterity breed fervile fear , No wanton found offend her virgin ...
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... kind embracing arms , Deaf to her fondeft call , blind to her greatest charms , And , funk in pleasures and in brutish ease , They in their fhipwreck'd ftate themselves obdurate pleafe . II . Hail , facred Solitude ! foul of my foul ...
... kind embracing arms , Deaf to her fondeft call , blind to her greatest charms , And , funk in pleasures and in brutish ease , They in their fhipwreck'd ftate themselves obdurate pleafe . II . Hail , facred Solitude ! foul of my foul ...
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... arms embrace ; Where angry Jove did never spare One breath of kind and temperate air . Set me where on some pathless plain The fwarthy Africans complain , To To fee the chariot of the Sun So near their 240 ROSCOMMON'S POEMS .
... arms embrace ; Where angry Jove did never spare One breath of kind and temperate air . Set me where on some pathless plain The fwarthy Africans complain , To To fee the chariot of the Sun So near their 240 ROSCOMMON'S POEMS .
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... kind heaven had been fo much my friend , To make my fate upon my choice depend ; All my ambition I would here confine , And only this Elyfium should be mine : Fond Fond men , by paffion wilfully betray'd , Adore thofe 242 ROSCOMMON'S ...
... kind heaven had been fo much my friend , To make my fate upon my choice depend ; All my ambition I would here confine , And only this Elyfium should be mine : Fond Fond men , by paffion wilfully betray'd , Adore thofe 242 ROSCOMMON'S ...
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Страница 249 - Like transitory dreams given o'er, Whose images are kept in store By memory alone. The time that is to come is not; How can it then be mine? The present moment's all my lot; And that, as fast as it is got, Phillis, is only thine. Then talk not of inconstancy, False hearts, and broken vows; If I by miracle can be This live-long minute true to thee, 'Tis all that Heaven allows.
Страница 258 - Likes me abundantly ; but you take care Upon this point, not to be too severe. Perhaps my muse were fitter for this part, For I profess I can be very smart On wit, which I abhor with all my heart. I long to lash it in some sharp essay, But your grand indiscretion bids me stay And turns my tide of ink another way.
Страница 217 - Comment that your Care can find, Some here, some there, may hit the Poet's Mind; Yet be not blindly guided by the Throng; The Multitude is always in the Wrong.
Страница 263 - Prest by Necessity, They kill for Food; Man undoes Man, to do himself no good. With Teeth and Claws by Nature arm'd, They hunt Nature's Allowance, to supply their Want: But Man...
Страница 215 - Immodest words admit of no defence ; For want of decency is want of sense.
Страница 253 - Courted, admir'd, and lov'd, with Presents fed ; Youth in her Looks, and Pleasure in her Bed : Till Fate, or her ill Angel, thought it fit To make her doat upon a man of Wit : Who found 'twas dull to love above a day ; Made his ill-natur'd jeast, and went away.
Страница 222 - Through every swelling vein a loud retreat: So when a Muse propitiously invites, Improve her favours, and indulge her flights; But when you find that vigorous heat abate, Leave off, and for another summons wait.
Страница 261 - I'll fire his Blood, by telling what I did When I was strong, and able to bear Arms.