The Works of the British Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 8 |
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Between 1730 and 1740 , he published , from time to time , his Imitations of
Horace , generally with his name , which modernize ancient ideas and characters
, more successfully than any which had before appeared . His Epifle to Dr.
Arbuthnot ...
Between 1730 and 1740 , he published , from time to time , his Imitations of
Horace , generally with his name , which modernize ancient ideas and characters
, more successfully than any which had before appeared . His Epifle to Dr.
Arbuthnot ...
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Moves calmly forward to the verge of life ; ' Though cach great ancient court thee
to his shrine , Though every laurel through the dome be thine , * Earl of
Pelerborough . BY MRS . TOLLET . Such be my days , 6 RECOMMENDATORY
POEMS .
Moves calmly forward to the verge of life ; ' Though cach great ancient court thee
to his shrine , Though every laurel through the dome be thine , * Earl of
Pelerborough . BY MRS . TOLLET . Such be my days , 6 RECOMMENDATORY
POEMS .
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It is na in fimplicity s , brevity , and delicacy ; the two tural to imagine , that the
leisure of those ancient first of which render an eclogue natural , and the
shepherds admitting and inviting fome diver- laft delightful . fon , none was so
proper to that ...
It is na in fimplicity s , brevity , and delicacy ; the two tural to imagine , that the
leisure of those ancient first of which render an eclogue natural , and the
shepherds admitting and inviting fome diver- laft delightful . fon , none was so
proper to that ...
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60 All crimes shall cease , and ancient frauds shall fail , | A God , a God ! the
vocal hills reply , Returning Juftice lift aloft her scale ; The rocks proclaim th '
approaching Deity . Peace o'er the world her olive wand extend , Lo , earth
receives him ...
60 All crimes shall cease , and ancient frauds shall fail , | A God , a God ! the
vocal hills reply , Returning Juftice lift aloft her scale ; The rocks proclaim th '
approaching Deity . Peace o'er the world her olive wand extend , Lo , earth
receives him ...
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240 ' Tis yours , my Lord , to bless our soft retreats , He gathers health from herbs
the forest yields , And call the muses to their ancient seats ; And of their fragrant
physic spoils the fields ; To paint anew the flowery Sylvan scenes , With chemic ...
240 ' Tis yours , my Lord , to bless our soft retreats , He gathers health from herbs
the forest yields , And call the muses to their ancient seats ; And of their fragrant
physic spoils the fields ; To paint anew the flowery Sylvan scenes , With chemic ...
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Страница 100 - Pursues that chain which links th' immense design, Joins heav'n and earth, and mortal and divine; Sees, that no being any bliss can know, But touches some above, and some below; Learns, from this union of the rising whole, The first, last purpose of the human soul; And knows where faith, law, morals, all began, All end, in love of God, and love of man.
Страница 43 - Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if Belles had faults to hide ; If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget them all.
Страница 99 - Who wickedly is wise, or madly brave, Is but the more a fool, the more a knave. Who noble ends by noble means obtains, Or failing, smiles in exile or in chains, Like good Aurelius let him reign, or bleed Like Socrates, that man is great indeed. What's fame? a fancied life in others' breath, A thing beyond us, ev'n before our death.
Страница 151 - Are what ten thousand envy and adore : All, all look up with reverential awe, At crimes that 'scape or triumph o'er the law; While truth, worth, wisdom, daily they decry: Nothing is sacred now but villainy.
Страница 102 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see: That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
Страница 43 - Repairs her smiles, awakens ev'ry grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes. The busy sylphs surround their darling care...
Страница 94 - Know, Nature's children all divide her care; The fur that warms a monarch warm'da bear. While man exclaims, "See all things for my use!
Страница 121 - Me, let the tender office long engage To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death; Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep a while one parent from the sky ! On cares like these, if length of days attend, May Heaven, to bless those days, preserve my friend!
Страница 98 - Nature's difference keeps all Nature's peace. Condition, circumstance is not the thing ; Bliss is the same in subject or in king ; In who obtain defence, or who defend ; In him who is, or him who finds a friend...
Страница 112 - In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half-hung, The floors of plaster, and the walls of dung, On once a flock-bed, but repair'd with straw, With tape-tied curtains, never meant to draw, The George and Garter dangling from that bed Where tawdry yellow strove with dirty red, Great Villiers lies — alas!