Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New Translations of the Ancient Poets Together with Several Original Poems, Том 2Jacob Tonson, 1716 |
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... felf , Spoke to Mr. Tate to write one , and gave him his Advice in the Di- rection of it ; and that Part beginning Page 13 , line 27 . Next these , a Troop of bufie Spirits prefs , VOL . II . B 2 and ending Page 18 , Line 34 , To talk.
... felf , Spoke to Mr. Tate to write one , and gave him his Advice in the Di- rection of it ; and that Part beginning Page 13 , line 27 . Next these , a Troop of bufie Spirits prefs , VOL . II . B 2 and ending Page 18 , Line 34 , To talk.
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... felf , and God - like Kings , in vain Showr down the Manna of a gentle Reign ; While pamper'd Crowds to mad Sedition run , And Monarchs by Indulgence are undone . Thus David's Clemency was fatal grown , While wealthy Faction aw'd the ...
... felf , and God - like Kings , in vain Showr down the Manna of a gentle Reign ; While pamper'd Crowds to mad Sedition run , And Monarchs by Indulgence are undone . Thus David's Clemency was fatal grown , While wealthy Faction aw'd the ...
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... felf is War in Masquerade ... Affociations of Myfterious Senfe , Against , but seeming for , the King's Defence : Ev'n on their Courts of Justice Fetters draw , And from our Agents muzzle up their Law . By which , a Conqueft if we fail ...
... felf is War in Masquerade ... Affociations of Myfterious Senfe , Against , but seeming for , the King's Defence : Ev'n on their Courts of Justice Fetters draw , And from our Agents muzzle up their Law . By which , a Conqueft if we fail ...
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... felf in vain has try'd with Grace ! When will our Reason's long - charm'd Eyes unclose , And Ifrael judge between her Friends and Foes ? When shall we fee expir'd Deceivers sway , And credit what our God and Monarchs fay ? Diffembled ...
... felf in vain has try'd with Grace ! When will our Reason's long - charm'd Eyes unclose , And Ifrael judge between her Friends and Foes ? When shall we fee expir'd Deceivers sway , And credit what our God and Monarchs fay ? Diffembled ...
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... felf with more ferene , and purer For when the rifing Spring adorns the Mead , And a new Scene of Nature ftands difplay'd , When teeming Budds , and chearful Greens appear , And Western Gales unlock the lafie Year , The joyous Birds thy ...
... felf with more ferene , and purer For when the rifing Spring adorns the Mead , And a new Scene of Nature ftands difplay'd , When teeming Budds , and chearful Greens appear , And Western Gales unlock the lafie Year , The joyous Birds thy ...
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Страница 145 - I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be; But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it back to me; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself but thee!
Страница 145 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Страница 56 - As for the dog, the furies, and their snakes, The gloomy caverns, and the burning lakes, And all the vain infernal trumpery, They neither are, nor were, nor e'er can be.
Страница 187 - twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there : Two paradises 'twere in one, To live in paradise alone. How well the skilful gardener drew Of flowers and herbs this dial new; Where, from above, the milder sun Does through a fragrant zodiac run, And, as it works, the industrious bee Computes its time as well as we ! How could such sweet and wholesome hours Be reckoned but with herbs and flowers...
Страница 368 - A sigh or tear, perhaps, she'll give, But love on pity cannot live. Tell her that hearts for hearts were made, And love with love is only paid.
Страница 18 - Hast shamefully defied the Lord's anointed. I will not rake the dunghill of thy crimes, For who would read thy life that reads thy rhymes ? But of King David's foes be this the doom, May all be like the young man Absalom ; And for my foes, may this their blessing be, To talk like Doeg, and to write like thee...
Страница 89 - He loved not the muses so well as his sport, And prized black eyes, or a lucky hit At bowls above all the trophies of wit; But Apollo was angry, and publicly said, 'Twere fit that a fine were set upon 's head.
Страница 290 - Three summer's days to take: With fifteen hundred bowmen bold, All chosen men of might, Who knew full well, in time of need, To aim their shafts aright. The hounds ran swiftly through the woods The nimble deer to take: And with their cries the hills and dales An echo shrill did make.
Страница 18 - A double noose thou on thy neck dost pull, For writing treason, and for writing dull: To die for faction is a common evil, But to be hanged for nonsense is the devil.
Страница 68 - APnore, the babe is (hipwreck'd on the world: Naked he lies, and ready to expire ; Helplefs of all that human wants require ; Expos'd upon unhofpitable earth, From the firft moment of his haplefs birth. Straight with foreboding cries he fills the room ; Too true prefages of his future doom. But flocks and herds, and every ravage beaft, By more indulgent nature are increas'd.