Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New Translations of the Ancient Poets Together with Several Original Poems, Том 1Jacob Tonson, 1716 |
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... , The Young mens Vifion , and the old mens Dream ! Thee , Saviour , Thee , the Nation's Vows confefs ; And , never fatisfy'd with seeing , bless : VOL . I. C - 4 Swift , unbespoken Pomps , thy steps proclaim ABSALOM and ACHIT OPHEL . 15.
... , The Young mens Vifion , and the old mens Dream ! Thee , Saviour , Thee , the Nation's Vows confefs ; And , never fatisfy'd with seeing , bless : VOL . I. C - 4 Swift , unbespoken Pomps , thy steps proclaim ABSALOM and ACHIT OPHEL . 15.
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... See then whom thou canst fee not far behind : Zadoc the Priest , whom , shunning Pow'r and Place , His lowly mind advanc'd to David's Graces With him the Sagan of Jerusalem , Of hofpitable Soul , and noble Stem ; Him of the Western Dome ...
... See then whom thou canst fee not far behind : Zadoc the Priest , whom , shunning Pow'r and Place , His lowly mind advanc'd to David's Graces With him the Sagan of Jerusalem , Of hofpitable Soul , and noble Stem ; Him of the Western Dome ...
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... See how his Rods my tender Entrails tore , ( To prove this true , he had been whipt before ) The men grow mild , they fheath their threatning Swords , And view his wounds , and those confirm his words : Then each man weeps , and each ...
... See how his Rods my tender Entrails tore , ( To prove this true , he had been whipt before ) The men grow mild , they fheath their threatning Swords , And view his wounds , and those confirm his words : Then each man weeps , and each ...
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... See but the Charms her Sorrow wears , No common Caufe could draw fuch Tears ; Thofe ftreams fure that adorn her fo For lofs of Royal Kindred flow : Oh ! think not fo divine a thing Could from the Bed of Commons spring ; Whofe Faith ...
... See but the Charms her Sorrow wears , No common Caufe could draw fuch Tears ; Thofe ftreams fure that adorn her fo For lofs of Royal Kindred flow : Oh ! think not fo divine a thing Could from the Bed of Commons spring ; Whofe Faith ...
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... See all the Youth does thee obey , Thy train of flaves grows every day ; Nor leave thy former Subjects thee , Tho ' oft they threaten to be free , Tho ' oft with Vows falfe as thine are , Their forfworn Mistress they forswear . Thee ...
... See all the Youth does thee obey , Thy train of flaves grows every day ; Nor leave thy former Subjects thee , Tho ' oft they threaten to be free , Tho ' oft with Vows falfe as thine are , Their forfworn Mistress they forswear . Thee ...
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Страница 152 - And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
Страница 148 - Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp and feast and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry, — Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
Страница 145 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Страница 24 - Refuse his age the needful hours of rest ? Punish a body which he could not please ; Bankrupt of life, yet prodigal of ease ? And all to leave what with his toil he won, To that unfeather'd two-legg'd thing, a son ; Got while his soul did huddled notions try, And born a shapeless lump, like anarchy.
Страница 159 - Twould stay, and run again, and stay, For it was nimbler much than hinds; And trod as if on the four winds. I have a garden of my own, But so with roses overgrown, And lilies, that you would it guess To be a little wilderness, And all the springtime of the year It only loved to be there.
Страница 166 - So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and, with new spangled ore, Flames in the forehead of the morning sky : So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high, Through the dear might of Him that walk'd the waves.
Страница 6 - This is thy province, this thy wondrous way, New humours to invent for each new play: This is that boasted...
Страница 2 - Heywood and Shirley were but types of thee, Thou last great prophet of tautology: Even I, a dunce of more renown than they, ^ Was sent before but to prepare thy way: And coarsely clad in Norwich drugget came To teach the nations in thy greater name.
Страница 153 - Softly on my eyelids laid; And, as I wake, sweet music breathe Above, about, or underneath, Sent by some Spirit to mortals good, Or the unseen Genius of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloister's pale, And love the high embowed roof, With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light.
Страница 158 - Is dyed in such a purple grain. There is not such another in The world to offer for their sin.