Broome, Pope, Pitt, ThomsonAlexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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... race of ancient kings , Patron and friend ! thy honour'd name At once is my defence and faine . There are , who with fond transport praise The chariot thundering in the race ; Where conquest won , and palms bestow'd , Lift the proud ...
... race of ancient kings , Patron and friend ! thy honour'd name At once is my defence and faine . There are , who with fond transport praise The chariot thundering in the race ; Where conquest won , and palms bestow'd , Lift the proud ...
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... race Enjoy each hour , nor as it fleets away , Think life too short , and yet too long the day ; Of right observant , while the soul attends Each duty , and makes Heaven and angels friends , And thou , fair Peace , from the wild floods ...
... race Enjoy each hour , nor as it fleets away , Think life too short , and yet too long the day ; Of right observant , while the soul attends Each duty , and makes Heaven and angels friends , And thou , fair Peace , from the wild floods ...
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... race , What fatal beauties arm thy heavenly face , Whose very shadow can such flames inspire ; We see ' tis paint , and yet we feel ' tis fire . See ! with false life the lovely image glows , And every wondrous grace transplanted shows ...
... race , What fatal beauties arm thy heavenly face , Whose very shadow can such flames inspire ; We see ' tis paint , and yet we feel ' tis fire . See ! with false life the lovely image glows , And every wondrous grace transplanted shows ...
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... race renown'd Oilean Ajax . " Strait the chief obey'd , Strait o'er his shoulders flung the shaggy spoils Of a huge tawny lion ; with dire grace Down to his feet they hung : fierce in his hand He grasp'd a glittering spear , and join'd ...
... race renown'd Oilean Ajax . " Strait the chief obey'd , Strait o'er his shoulders flung the shaggy spoils Of a huge tawny lion ; with dire grace Down to his feet they hung : fierce in his hand He grasp'd a glittering spear , and join'd ...
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... race : He wakes the flowers that sleep within the earth , And calls the fragrant infants out to birth ; 1 The living and the dead , at his command , Were coupled face to face , and hand to hand . Dryden's Virgil , Æn , viii The fragrant ...
... race : He wakes the flowers that sleep within the earth , And calls the fragrant infants out to birth ; 1 The living and the dead , at his command , Were coupled face to face , and hand to hand . Dryden's Virgil , Æn , viii The fragrant ...
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Страница 244 - Peace to all such! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires ; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne, View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes...
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Страница 169 - The berries crackle, and the mill turns round; On shining altars of japan they raise The silver lamp ; the fiery spirits blaze : From silver spouts the grateful liquors glide, While China's earth receives the smoking tide: At once they gratify their scent and taste, And frequent cups prolong the rich repast.
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Страница 161 - Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main. Hear how Timotheus' varied lays surprise, And bid alternate passions fall and rise! While, at each change, the son of Libyan Jove Now burns with glory, and then melts with love; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow: Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found. And the world's victor stood subdued by sound!
Страница 244 - And born to write, converse, and live with ease ; Should such a man too fond to rule alone, Bear like the Turk, no brother near the throne; View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes, And hate for arts that caused himself to rise; Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer. And without sneering teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Страница 168 - In heaps on heaps ; one fate o'erwhelms them all. The Knave of Diamonds tries his wily arts, And wins (oh shameful chance !) the Queen of Hearts. At this, the blood the virgin's cheek forsook, A livid paleness spreads o'er all her look ; She sees, and trembles at th' approaching ill, Just in the jaws of ruin, and codille.
Страница 160 - Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgment, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is Pride, the never-failing vice of. fools. Whatever nature has in worth denied, , She gives in large recruits of needful pride ; For as in bodies, thus in souls, we find What wants in blood and spirits, swell'd with wind : Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, And fills up all the mighty void of sense.
Страница 171 - Cares produce, Or who would learn one earthly Thing of Use ? To patch, nay ogle, might become a Saint, Nor could it sure be such a Sin to paint. But since, alas ! frail Beauty must decay...