The Works of the English Poets: PriorH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... lefs than thofe of Anna's eyes : But , had he heard thy lute , he foon had found His rage eluded , and his crime aton'd : Thine , like Amphion's hand , had wak'd the stone , And from deftruction call'd the rifing town : Malice to mufick ...
... lefs than thofe of Anna's eyes : But , had he heard thy lute , he foon had found His rage eluded , and his crime aton'd : Thine , like Amphion's hand , had wak'd the stone , And from deftruction call'd the rifing town : Malice to mufick ...
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... of ftate , he wifely maintains , Keeps kindness up ' twixt old acquaintance For elfe , in honeft truth , the fea Has much lefs need of gold than he . D 2 Or , Or , not to rove , and pump one's fancy PRIOR'S 35 POEMS . Another.
... of ftate , he wifely maintains , Keeps kindness up ' twixt old acquaintance For elfe , in honeft truth , the fea Has much lefs need of gold than he . D 2 Or , Or , not to rove , and pump one's fancy PRIOR'S 35 POEMS . Another.
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... storm is nigh ; ' Tis then , thou art yon ' angry main , Deform'd by winds , and dafh'd by rain ; And the poor failor , that must try Its fury , labours lefs than I. ' Shipwreck'd , in vain to land I make , Ship PRIOR'S 03 POEMS .
... storm is nigh ; ' Tis then , thou art yon ' angry main , Deform'd by winds , and dafh'd by rain ; And the poor failor , that must try Its fury , labours lefs than I. ' Shipwreck'd , in vain to land I make , Ship PRIOR'S 03 POEMS .
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... lefs chearful to arise , Piteous transfer it to the mournful fwain , Who , loving much , who , not belov'd again , Feels an ill - fated paffion's last excess , And dies in woe , that thou may'ft live in peace . TO A LADY : She refusing ...
... lefs chearful to arise , Piteous transfer it to the mournful fwain , Who , loving much , who , not belov'd again , Feels an ill - fated paffion's last excess , And dies in woe , that thou may'ft live in peace . TO A LADY : She refusing ...
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... lefs . XVIII . ' Tis chang'd ; ' tis gone : fad Britain now Haftens her lord to foreign wars : Happy , if toils may break his woe , Or danger may divert his cares . XIX . In martial din fhe drowns her fighs , Left he the rifing grief ...
... lefs . XVIII . ' Tis chang'd ; ' tis gone : fad Britain now Haftens her lord to foreign wars : Happy , if toils may break his woe , Or danger may divert his cares . XIX . In martial din fhe drowns her fighs , Left he the rifing grief ...
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Страница 121 - To be vexed at a trifle or two that I writ, Your judgment at once and my passion you wrong: You take that for fact which will scarce be found wit: Od's life!
Страница 128 - Be to her virtues very kind; Be to her faults a little blind; Let all her ways be unconfin'd; And clap your padlock — on her mind.
Страница 122 - Thetis's breast. So, when I am wearied with wandering all day, To thee, my delight, in the evening I come : No matter what beauties I saw in my way ; They were but my visits, but thou art my home ! Then finish, dear Chloe, this pastoral war, And let us like Horace and Lydia agree ; For thou art a girl as much brighter than her, As he was a poet sublimer than me.
Страница 100 - Or on Meander's bank, or Latmus' peak. But in this nymph, my friend, my sister know : She draws my arrows, and she bends my bow : Fair Thames she haunts, and every neighb'ring grove, Sacred to soft recess, and gentle love.
Страница 122 - tis his fancy to run ; At night he declines on his Thetis's breast. So when I am wearied with wandering all day, To thee, my delight, in the evening I come: No matter what beauties I saw in my way; They were but my visits, but thou art my home.
Страница 191 - Or if it be his fate to meet With folks who have more wealth than wit. He loves cheap port, and double bub, And settles in the Humdrum Club; He learns how stocks will fall or rise; Holds poverty the greatest vice ; Thinks wit the bane of conversation ; And says that learning spoils a nation.
Страница 98 - To Me pertains not, She replies, To know or care where CUPID flies ; What are his Haunts, or which his Way ; Where He would dwell, or whither stray : Yet will I never set Thee free : For Harm was meant, and Harm to Me.
Страница 33 - Till, patience vex'd, and legs grown weary, I thought it was in vain to tarry: But did opine it might be better, By penny-post to send a letter; Now if you miss of this epistle, I'm balk'd again, and may go whistle.
Страница 130 - The Change, the City, or the Play, As each was proper for the day : A turn in summer to Hyde Park, When it grew tolerably dark.
Страница 84 - S'en va tomber sous la foudre Qui dompta Lille, Courtrai; Gand, la superbe espagnole, Saint-Omer, Besançon, Dole, Ypres, Mastricht et Cambrai. Mes présages s'accomplissent : 11 commence à chanceler. Sous les coups qui retentissent Ses murs s'en vont s'écrouler.