The works of the poets of Great Britain and Ireland. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 31804 |
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... town The curling billows roll their reftlefs tide : in parties row they ftraggle up and down , As armies unoppos'd for prey divide . CCXXXVI . One mighty fquadron , with a fide - wind fped , Through narrow lanes his cumber'd fire does ...
... town The curling billows roll their reftlefs tide : in parties row they ftraggle up and down , As armies unoppos'd for prey divide . CCXXXVI . One mighty fquadron , with a fide - wind fped , Through narrow lanes his cumber'd fire does ...
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... town's one half in rubbish lie , And eager flames drive on to form the rest . CCLXXXI . An hallow cryftal pyramid he takes , In firmamental waters dipt al ove ; Cf it a broad extinguisher he males , And hoods the flames that to their ...
... town's one half in rubbish lie , And eager flames drive on to form the rest . CCLXXXI . An hallow cryftal pyramid he takes , In firmamental waters dipt al ove ; Cf it a broad extinguisher he males , And hoods the flames that to their ...
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... town , In their own plague and fire have breath'd the laft , Or dimly in their finking fockets frown . CCXCII . Now frequent trines the happier lights among , And high - rais'd Jove from his dark prifon freed , Thofe weights took off ...
... town , In their own plague and fire have breath'd the laft , Or dimly in their finking fockets frown . CCXCII . Now frequent trines the happier lights among , And high - rais'd Jove from his dark prifon freed , Thofe weights took off ...
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... town waited the with'd - for change , And cuckolds fmil'd in hopes of sweet revenge ; Till Petworth plot made us with forrow see , As his eftate , his perfon too was free : Him no foft thoughts , no gratitude could move ; To gold he ...
... town waited the with'd - for change , And cuckolds fmil'd in hopes of sweet revenge ; Till Petworth plot made us with forrow see , As his eftate , his perfon too was free : Him no foft thoughts , no gratitude could move ; To gold he ...
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... town fo call'd from them ; And theirs the native right- But when the chofen people grew more strong , The rightful cause at length became the wrong ; And every lofs the men of Jebus bore , They ftill were thought God's enemies the more ...
... town fo call'd from them ; And theirs the native right- But when the chofen people grew more strong , The rightful cause at length became the wrong ; And every lofs the men of Jebus bore , They ftill were thought God's enemies the more ...
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Страница 137 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began : When Nature underneath a heap of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high. Arise ye more than dead. Then cold and hot, and moist and dry, In order to their stations leap, And music's power obey. From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in man.
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Страница 170 - There was plenty enough, but the dishes were ill sorted; whole pyramids of sweetmeats for boys and women but little of solid meat for men. All this proceeded not from any want of knowledge, but of judgment. Neither did he want that in discerning the beauties and faults of other poets, but only...
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Страница 171 - We can only say that he lived in the infancy of our poetry, and that nothing is brought to perfection at the first. We must be children before we grow men. There was an Ennius, and in process of time a Lucilius, and a Lucretius, before Virgil and Horace; even after Chaucer there was a Spenser, a Harrington, a Fairfax, before Waller and Denham were in being; and our numbers were in their nonage till these last appeared.
Страница 392 - Fate's severe decree, A new Marcellus shall arise in thee! Full canisters of fragrant lilies bring, Mix'd with the purple roses of the spring: Let me with fun'ral flow'rs his body strow: This gift, which parents to their children owe, This unavailing gift, at least, I may bestow!
Страница 140 - Flushed with a purple grace He shows his honest face: Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes! Bacchus , ever fair and young , Drinking joys did first ordain : Bacchus...
Страница 172 - Tales the various manners and humours (as we now call them) of the whole English nation, in his age. Not a single character has escaped him. All his pilgrims are severally distinguished from each other; and not only in their inclinations, but in their very physiognomies and persons.
Страница 90 - Yet had she oft been chas'd with horns and hounds And Scythian shafts; and many winged wounds Aim'd at her heart; was often forc'd to fly, And doom'd to death, though fated not to die. Not so her young; for their unequal line Was hero's make, half human, half divine. Their earthly mold obnoxious was to fate, Th' immortal part assum'd immortal state.