The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 50Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... King I ftrive to praise . 20 2 : 5 30 But chiefly Thou , great Ruler ! Lord of all ! Before whose throne Arch ... kings , and kingdoms fortunes , in their beds : 40 There , to the skies , afpiring hills afcend , And into diftant lands ...
... King I ftrive to praise . 20 2 : 5 30 But chiefly Thou , great Ruler ! Lord of all ! Before whose throne Arch ... kings , and kingdoms fortunes , in their beds : 40 There , to the skies , afpiring hills afcend , And into diftant lands ...
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... king's fevere decree Stands in the channel , and locks up the fea ; The port he feeks , obedient to her lord , Hurls back the rebel to his lifted fword . But why this idle toil to paint that day ? This time elaborately thrown away ...
... king's fevere decree Stands in the channel , and locks up the fea ; The port he feeks , obedient to her lord , Hurls back the rebel to his lifted fword . But why this idle toil to paint that day ? This time elaborately thrown away ...
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... king of waters rife , and pour His facred gueft un - injur❜d on the shore : A type of that great bleffing , which the Mufe In her next labour ardently pursues . VOL . I. C THE [ 18 ] THE LAST DAY . BOOK II . THE LAST DAY , BooK I. 17.
... king of waters rife , and pour His facred gueft un - injur❜d on the shore : A type of that great bleffing , which the Mufe In her next labour ardently pursues . VOL . I. C THE [ 18 ] THE LAST DAY . BOOK II . THE LAST DAY , BooK I. 17.
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... king . I grasp the whole , no more to parts confin'd , I lift my voice , and sing to human kind : I fing to men and angels ; angels join , While fuch the theme , their facred fongs with mine . Again the trumpet's intermitted sound Rolls ...
... king . I grasp the whole , no more to parts confin'd , I lift my voice , and sing to human kind : I fing to men and angels ; angels join , While fuch the theme , their facred fongs with mine . Again the trumpet's intermitted sound Rolls ...
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... To feed the worm , and moulder into duft ; That folemn manfion of the royal dead , Where paffing flaves o'er fleeping monarchs tread , * Westminster Abbey . N Now populous o'erflows : a numerous race Of rifing kings 20 YOUNG'S POEMS .
... To feed the worm , and moulder into duft ; That folemn manfion of the royal dead , Where paffing flaves o'er fleeping monarchs tread , * Westminster Abbey . N Now populous o'erflows : a numerous race Of rifing kings 20 YOUNG'S POEMS .
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Страница 223 - Rome swift thunder flew, And headlong from his throne the tyrant threw : Thrown headlong down, by Rome in triumph led, For this night's deed his perjur'd bosom bled : His brother's ghost each moment made him start, And all his father's anguish rent his heart.
Страница 86 - Is there a man of an eternal vein, "Who lulls the town in winter with his strain, At Bath, in summer, chants the reigning...
Страница 110 - Such shining expletives of human kind, Who want, while through blank life they dream along, Sense to be right and passion to be wrong.
Страница 210 - But, fiercer still, the lordly lion stalks, Grimly majestic in his lonely walks ; When round he glares, all living creatures fly; He clears the desert with his rolling eye.
Страница 139 - tis on plenty your poor lovers starve. But with a modern fair, meridian merit Is a fierce thing they call a nymph of spirit. Mark well the rollings of her flaming eye, And tread on tiptoe if you dare draw nigh: 50 "Or if you take a lion by the beard, Or dare defy the fell Hyrcanian pard, Or arm'd rhinoceros, or rough Russian bear," First make your will, and then converse with her.
Страница 221 - Views the pale cheek and the distorted mien ; He drains off life by drops, and, deaf to cries, Examines every spirit as it flies : He studies torment, dives in mortal woe, To rouse up every pang repeats his blow ; Each rising agony, each dreadful grace, Yet warm transplanting to his Saviour's face.
Страница 89 - But found at length that it reduc'd his rent ; His farms were flown ; when, lo ! a sale comes on, A choice collection ! what is to be done ? He sells his last ; for he the whole will buy ; Sells...
Страница 79 - It aids the dancer's heel, the writer's head, And heaps the plain with mountains of the dead ; Nor ends with life ; but nods in sable plumes, Adorns our hearse, and flatters on our tombs.
Страница 169 - The naval crown Is all his own ! Our fleet, if War or Commerce call, His will performs Through waves and storms, And rides in triumph round the ball.