The poets of Great Britain complete from Chaucer to Churchill, Том 40 |
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Orpheus could charm the trees ; but thus a tree , Taught by your hand , can charm
no less than he . A poet made the silent wood pursue ; This vocal wood had
drawn the poet too . On a fan of the Author ' s design , in which was painted the ...
Orpheus could charm the trees ; but thus a tree , Taught by your hand , can charm
no less than he . A poet made the silent wood pursue ; This vocal wood had
drawn the poet too . On a fan of the Author ' s design , in which was painted the ...
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But sick of fops , and poetry , and prate , To Bufo left the whole Castalian state :
230 Proud as Apollo on his forked hill , Sate full - blown Bufo , puff ' d by ev ' ry
quill ; Fed with soft dedication all day long , Horace and he went hand in hand in
...
But sick of fops , and poetry , and prate , To Bufo left the whole Castalian state :
230 Proud as Apollo on his forked hill , Sate full - blown Bufo , puff ' d by ev ' ry
quill ; Fed with soft dedication all day long , Horace and he went hand in hand in
...
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Close to those walls , where Folly holds her throne , And laughs to think Monroe
would take her down , Where o ' er the gates , by his fam ' d father ' s hand , 31
Great Cibber ' s brazen , brainless brothers scand ; REMARKS . 0 . 31 . . . by his ...
Close to those walls , where Folly holds her throne , And laughs to think Monroe
would take her down , Where o ' er the gates , by his fam ' d father ' s hand , 31
Great Cibber ' s brazen , brainless brothers scand ; REMARKS . 0 . 31 . . . by his ...
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Could Troy be sav ' d by any single hand , This gray - goose weapon must have
made her stand . What can I now ? my Fletcher cast aside , Take up the Bible ,
once my better guide ? 200 Or tread the path by vent ' rous heroes trod , This box
...
Could Troy be sav ' d by any single hand , This gray - goose weapon must have
made her stand . What can I now ? my Fletcher cast aside , Take up the Bible ,
once my better guide ? 200 Or tread the path by vent ' rous heroes trod , This box
...
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376 True , he had wit to make their value rise ; From foolish Greeks to steal them ,
was as wise ; More glorious yet , from barb ' rous hands to keep , When Sallee
rovers chas ' d him on the deep . 380 Then taught by Hermes , and divinely bold ...
376 True , he had wit to make their value rise ; From foolish Greeks to steal them ,
was as wise ; More glorious yet , from barb ' rous hands to keep , When Sallee
rovers chas ' d him on the deep . 380 Then taught by Hermes , and divinely bold ...
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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,.