Fables Antient and Modern: Translated Into Verse from Homer, Ovid, Boccace, and Chaucer: with Original PoemsJ. Tonson, 1713 - 550 страници |
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... LORD , S COME Estates are held in England , by paying a Fine at the Change of every Lord : I have enjoy'd the Patronage of your Family , from the time of your excellent Grandfather to this pre- fent Day . I have dedicated the ...
... LORD , S COME Estates are held in England , by paying a Fine at the Change of every Lord : I have enjoy'd the Patronage of your Family , from the time of your excellent Grandfather to this pre- fent Day . I have dedicated the ...
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... Garment too rough for civil Conversation ; a neceffary Guard in War , but too harsh and cumbersome in Peace , and which keeps off the embraces of a more human Life , 2 For this Reason , my Lord , though you The Dedication .
... Garment too rough for civil Conversation ; a neceffary Guard in War , but too harsh and cumbersome in Peace , and which keeps off the embraces of a more human Life , 2 For this Reason , my Lord , though you The Dedication .
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... Lord , though you have Courage in a heroical Degree , yet I ascribe it to you , but as your fecond Attribute : Mercy , Beneficence , and Compaffion , claim Prece- dence , as they are first in the divine Nature . An intrepid Courage ...
... Lord , though you have Courage in a heroical Degree , yet I ascribe it to you , but as your fecond Attribute : Mercy , Beneficence , and Compaffion , claim Prece- dence , as they are first in the divine Nature . An intrepid Courage ...
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... owe your Country ; or more properly speaking , both your Countries : Because you were born , I may almost say in Purple at the Castle of Dublin , when your Grandfather was Lord - Lieutenant , and have fince been The Dedication :
... owe your Country ; or more properly speaking , both your Countries : Because you were born , I may almost say in Purple at the Castle of Dublin , when your Grandfather was Lord - Lieutenant , and have fince been The Dedication :
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... Lord - Lieutenant , and have fince been bred in the Court of England . hu / If this Addrefs had been in Verse , I might -have call'd you as Claudian calls Mercury , Nu- men commune , Gemino faciens commercia mundo . The better to ...
... Lord - Lieutenant , and have fince been bred in the Court of England . hu / If this Addrefs had been in Verse , I might -have call'd you as Claudian calls Mercury , Nu- men commune , Gemino faciens commercia mundo . The better to ...
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Страница 374 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown ; He raised a mortal to the skies ; She drew an angel down.
Страница 372 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the furies arise ! See the snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their hair ! And the sparkles that flash from their eyes ! Behold a ghastly band, Each a torch in his hand...
Страница 371 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
Страница 89 - Bade cease the war ; pronouncing from on high, Arcite of Thebes had won the beauteous Emily. The sound of trumpets to the voice replied, And round the royal lists the heralds cried, Arcite of Thebes has won the beauteous bride.
Страница 373 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain : Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
Страница 367 - None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair. Timotheus, plac'd on high Amid the tuneful quire, With flying fingers touch'd the lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky, And heavenly joys inspire.
Страница 170 - Such as it is, the' offence is all my own ; And what to Guiscard is already done, Or to be done, is doom'd by thy decree, That, if not executed first by thee, Shall on my person be perform'd by me.
Страница 507 - Nothing reserved or sullen was to see; But sweet regards, and pleasing sanctity: Mild was his accent, and his action free. With eloquence innate his tongue was arm'd; Though harsh the precept, yet the preacher charm'd. For letting down the golden chain from high, He drew his audience upward to the sky...