The poets of Great Britain complete from Chaucer to Churchill, Том 40 |
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But soon , too soon , the lover turns his eyes ; Again she falls , again she dies ,
she dies ! How wilt thou now the Fatal Sisters inove ? No crime was thine , if ' tis
no crime to love , Now under hanging mountains , Beside the falls of fountains ,
Or ...
But soon , too soon , the lover turns his eyes ; Again she falls , again she dies ,
she dies ! How wilt thou now the Fatal Sisters inove ? No crime was thine , if ' tis
no crime to love , Now under hanging mountains , Beside the falls of fountains ,
Or ...
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Here , last of Britons ! let your names be read : Are none , none living ? let me
praise the dead , 255 And for that cause which made your fathers shine , Fall by
the votes of their degen ' rate line . F . Alas ! alas ! pray end what you began , And
...
Here , last of Britons ! let your names be read : Are none , none living ? let me
praise the dead , 255 And for that cause which made your fathers shine , Fall by
the votes of their degen ' rate line . F . Alas ! alas ! pray end what you began , And
...
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Some dæmon stole my pen ( forgive th ' offence ) And once betray ' d me into
common sense : Else all my prose and verse were much the same ; This prose
on stilts , that , poetry fall ' n lame . 190 VARIATIONS . Did on the stage my fops ...
Some dæmon stole my pen ( forgive th ' offence ) And once betray ' d me into
common sense : Else all my prose and verse were much the same ; This prose
on stilts , that , poetry fall ' n lame . 190 VARIATIONS . Did on the stage my fops ...
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See the bold Ostrogoths on Latium fall ; See the fierce Visigoths on Spain and
Gaul ! See where the morning gilds the palmy shore , 95 ( The soil that arts and
infant letters bore , ) His conqu ' ring tribes the Arabian prophet draws , And ,
saving ...
See the bold Ostrogoths on Latium fall ; See the fierce Visigoths on Spain and
Gaul ! See where the morning gilds the palmy shore , 95 ( The soil that arts and
infant letters bore , ) His conqu ' ring tribes the Arabian prophet draws , And ,
saving ...
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W - Benson ( Surveyor of the buildings to his Majesty King George 1 . ! gave in a
report to the Lords , that their house and the Paintedchamber adjoining were in
immediate danger of falling ; whereupon the Lords met in a committee to appoint
...
W - Benson ( Surveyor of the buildings to his Majesty King George 1 . ! gave in a
report to the Lords , that their house and the Paintedchamber adjoining were in
immediate danger of falling ; whereupon the Lords met in a committee to appoint
...
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Страница 134 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And, without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Страница 127 - A Clerk, foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, Who pens a Stanza, when he should engross?
Страница 134 - Dreading e'en fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and Templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers load, On wings of winds came flying...
Страница 133 - Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.
Страница 138 - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies.
Страница 128 - Wit, and Poetry, and Pope. Friend to my Life (which did not you prolong, The world had wanted many an idle song) What Drop or Nostrum can this plague remove?
Страница 38 - Who sees pale Mammon pine amidst his store, Sees but a backward steward for the poor; This year a reservoir, to keep and spare : The next, a fountain, spouting through his heir, In lavish streams to quench a country's thirst, And men and dogs shall drink him till they burst.
Страница 127 - I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Страница 131 - And, when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own?
Страница 172 - Conspicuous scene ! another yet is nigh, (More silent far) where kings and poets lie ; Where MURRAY (long enough, his country's pride) Shall be no more than TULLY, or than HYDE ! Rack'd with sciatics,.