The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, Том 17Mitchell, Ames, and White, 1819 |
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... breathing labours of the sculptor's hand , Where Kneller's art shall paint the flying Gaul , And Bourbon's woes shall fill the storied wall , Heirs of thy blood shall o'er their bounteous board Fix Europe's guard , thy monumental sword ...
... breathing labours of the sculptor's hand , Where Kneller's art shall paint the flying Gaul , And Bourbon's woes shall fill the storied wall , Heirs of thy blood shall o'er their bounteous board Fix Europe's guard , thy monumental sword ...
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... breath must tell That Marlborough conquer'd , and that Dormer fell . Great Queen ! whose name strikes haughty mo- narchs pale , On whose just sceptre hangs Europa's scale , Whose arm like Mercy wounds , decides like Fate , 22 ON THE ...
... breath must tell That Marlborough conquer'd , and that Dormer fell . Great Queen ! whose name strikes haughty mo- narchs pale , On whose just sceptre hangs Europa's scale , Whose arm like Mercy wounds , decides like Fate , 22 ON THE ...
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... breath'd out a prosp❜rous breeze , Bright were the suns , and gently swell'd the seas ; Thy presence did each doubtful heart compose , And factions wonder'd that they once were foes ; That joyful day they lost each hostile name , The ...
... breath'd out a prosp❜rous breeze , Bright were the suns , and gently swell'd the seas ; Thy presence did each doubtful heart compose , And factions wonder'd that they once were foes ; That joyful day they lost each hostile name , The ...
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... breath ! What ghostly comforts in the hour of death ! What hopes I feel ! Great C , pronounc'd the boy ! The grandsire dies with ecstasy of joy . * The advice given to Augustus by the Stoic philosopher Atheno . dorus , who desired the ...
... breath ! What ghostly comforts in the hour of death ! What hopes I feel ! Great C , pronounc'd the boy ! The grandsire dies with ecstasy of joy . * The advice given to Augustus by the Stoic philosopher Atheno . dorus , who desired the ...
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... breath , And rhyme and quibble in the pangs of death . We blush when plays like these receive applause , And laugh in secret at the tears we cause , With honest scorn our own success disdain , A worthless honour and inglorious gain ...
... breath , And rhyme and quibble in the pangs of death . We blush when plays like these receive applause , And laugh in secret at the tears we cause , With honest scorn our own success disdain , A worthless honour and inglorious gain ...
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Æneid ancient arms Atreus Atrides Aurengzebe beauty behold beneath bless'd blood boast bold breast breath bright brow charms chase Chrysa courser crowd death Delia delight divine dreadful earth ELEGY Ev'n eyes fair fam'd fame fancy fate fear fierce fire fix'd flame flies form'd Gaul gods grace Greece groves hand hear heart Heaven heroes hills hounds Iliad Jove kings light lord LORD LANSDOWNE loud lyre maid mighty mind monarch Muse Muse's ne'er night numbers nymphs o'er once pack pain panting peace plain pleas'd poet pow'r praise prey pride prince proud queen race rage round sacred scene scorn shade shine shore sight silvan sing sire skies smile soft song soul Spleen stream sweet tears tender song thee thine THOMAS TICKELL THOMAS YALDEN thou thought Tibullus Tickell trembling verse vex'd voice Whilst WILLIAM SOMERVILE wind wings XVII younker youth
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Страница 91 - Proud names, who once the reins of empire held ; In arms who triumph'd, or in arts excell'd ; Chiefs, graced with scars and prodigal of blood ; Stern patriots, who for sacred freedom stood ; Just men, by whom impartial laws were given ; And saints who taught and led the way to heaven.
Страница 92 - Or dost thou warn poor mortals left behind, A task well suited to thy gentle mind ? Oh! if sometimes thy spotless form descend, To me, thy aid, thou guardian genius, lend! When rage misguides me, or when fear alarms, When pain distresses, or when pleasure charms, In silent whisperings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill a frail and feeble heart, Lead through the paths thy virtue trod before, Till bliss shall join, nor death can part us more.
Страница 91 - While speechless o'er thy closing grave we bend, Accept these tears, thou dear departed friend. Oh, gone for ever! take this long adieu; And sleep in peace, next thy loved Montague.
Страница 386 - They plunge tumultuous; or through reedy pools Rustling they work their way; no holt escapes Their curious search. With quick sensation now The fuming vapour stings ; flutter their hearts, And joy redoubled bursts from every mouth In louder symphonies.
Страница 356 - And hurry through the woods; with hasty step Rustling, and full of hope ; now driven on heaps They push, they strive ; while from his kennel sneaks The conscious villain. See ! he skulks along, Sleek at the shepherd's cost, and plump with meals Purloin'd.
Страница 232 - Poetic buckets for dry wells. School-helps I want, to climb on high, Where all the ancient treasures lie, And there unseen commit a theft On wealth in Greek exchequers left.
Страница 79 - Nor think him all thy own. To-morrow, in the church to wed, Impatient, both prepare ! But know, fond maid ; and know, false man, That Lucy will be there ! " Then bear my corse, my comrades, bear, This bridegroom blithe to meet, He in his wedding-trim so gay, I in my winding-sheet.
Страница 356 - While, in th' adjacent bush, poor Philomel (Herself a parent once, till wanton churls Despoil'd her nest) joins in her loud laments, With sweeter notes, and more melodious woe. For these nocturnal thieves, huntsman, prepare Thy sharpest vengeance. Oh ! how glorious 'tis To right th...
Страница 348 - Clarions and trumpets, breathing martial airs, And bold defiance. High upon his throne, Borne on the back of his proud elephant, Sits the great chief of Tamur's glorious race : Sublime he sits, amid the radiant blaze Of gems and gold. Omrahs about him crowd, And rein th...