The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 441790 |
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... trembling ; They mourn for me without diffembling . 220 My female friends , whose tender hearts 225 Have better learn'd to act their parts , Receive the news in doleful dumps : " The Dean is dead : ( Pray what is trumps ? ) 66 Then ...
... trembling ; They mourn for me without diffembling . 220 My female friends , whose tender hearts 225 Have better learn'd to act their parts , Receive the news in doleful dumps : " The Dean is dead : ( Pray what is trumps ? ) 66 Then ...
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... trembling at his throne ! That this poem is the genuine production of the Dean , Lord Chesterfield bears ample teftimony in . his Letter to M .. Voltaire , Aug. 27 , 1752. N. G4 While While each pale finner hung his head , Jove , [ 87 ] ...
... trembling at his throne ! That this poem is the genuine production of the Dean , Lord Chesterfield bears ample teftimony in . his Letter to M .. Voltaire , Aug. 27 , 1752. N. G4 While While each pale finner hung his head , Jove , [ 87 ] ...
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... trembling mountains , by a lowly nod , With reverence ftruck , confefs'd the God : On Sion's holy hill he took his ftand , Grafping omnipotence in his right hand ; ' Then mighty earthquakes rock'd the ground , And the fun darken'd as he ...
... trembling mountains , by a lowly nod , With reverence ftruck , confefs'd the God : On Sion's holy hill he took his ftand , Grafping omnipotence in his right hand ; ' Then mighty earthquakes rock'd the ground , And the fun darken'd as he ...
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... tremble ye , O faithlefs ! to behold The opening deeps their gulphs unfold ? Enter the dreadful chafms ! ' tis God , who guides Your wondrous way ! the God who rules the tides ! And lo ! they march amid the deafening roar Of tumbling ...
... tremble ye , O faithlefs ! to behold The opening deeps their gulphs unfold ? Enter the dreadful chafms ! ' tis God , who guides Your wondrous way ! the God who rules the tides ! And lo ! they march amid the deafening roar Of tumbling ...
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... trembling Pagan nation , ' Th ' Almighty ruin dealt , and ghaftly defolation . But why , ah ! why , O Sion , reigns Wide wasting havock o'er thy plains ? Ah , me ! deftruction is abroad ! Vengeance is loose , and wrath from God ! See ...
... trembling Pagan nation , ' Th ' Almighty ruin dealt , and ghaftly defolation . But why , ah ! why , O Sion , reigns Wide wasting havock o'er thy plains ? Ah , me ! deftruction is abroad ! Vengeance is loose , and wrath from God ! See ...
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Страница 12 - Must undergo the common fate; His kind of wit is out of date. Some country squire to Lintot goes, Inquires for "Swift in Verse and Prose." Says Lintot, "I have heard the name; He died a year ago."— "The same.
Страница 5 - Tis all on me an usurpation. I have no title to aspire ; Yet, when you sink, I seem the higher; In Pope I cannot read a line, But with a sigh I wish it mine : When he can in one couplet fix More sense than I can do in six, It gives me such a jealous fit, I cry :
Страница 10 - He'll treat me as he does my betters, Publish my will, my life, my letters ; Revive the libels born to die : Which Pope must bear as well as I. Here shift the scene, to represent How those I love my death lament.
Страница 5 - I grieve to be outdone by Gay In my own hum'rous biting way. Arbuthnot is no more my friend, Who dares to irony pretend, Which I was born to introduce, Refin'd it first, and shew'd its use.
Страница 12 - To fancy they could live a year ! I find you're but a stranger here. The Dean was famous in his time, And had a kind of knack at rhyme : His way of writing now is past ; The town has got a better taste. I keep no antiquated stuff, But spick and span I have enough.
Страница 11 - I'll venture for the vole.) Six deans, they say, must bear the pall : (I wish I knew what king to call.) Madam, your husband will attend The funeral of so good a friend.
Страница 30 - When beasts could speak, (the learned say They still can do so every day,) It seems, they had religion then, As much as now we find in men. It happen'd, when a plague broke out, (Which therefore made them more devout...
Страница 54 - The vilest verse thrives best at court. A pamphlet in sir Bob's defence Will never fail to bring in pence : Nor be concern'd about the sale, He pays his workmen on the nail. A prince, the moment he is crown'd...
Страница 96 - Let them rave at making laws ; While they never hold their tongue, Let them dabble in their dung : Let them form a grand committee, How to plague and starve the city ; Let them...
Страница 6 - To hear his out-of-fashion wit? But he takes up with younger folks, Who for his wine will bear his jokes. Faith, he must make his stories shorter...