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ancient ANTISTROPHE Author beauty Behold Belinda blest bold bright charms Commentary courser Critic crown'd Cynthus Dæmons Daphnis e'er earth Eclogue Envy Eurydice ev'n ev'ry eyes fair false fame fate fense flocks flow'rs fools Genius give glory Gnome Gods grace groves hair heav'n Homer Homer nods honour Imitations judge Judgment lays learn'd learning light lines Lock Lord Lord Lansdown Lord Roscommon lyre maid Menander mind moral mournful Muse Nature Notes numbers nymph o'er observes once Ovid Pastoral plain pleas'd poem Poet Poet's Poetry pow'r praise precept pride Quintilian racter rage Remarks resound rife rise rules sacred scene shades shepherds shews shine silver sing skies soft song spirit spring strains streams STREPHON swains Sylphs sylvan Thalestris thee Theocritus thine things thou thought thro trees trembling true truth Umbriel Variations verse Virg Virgil winds write
Страница 124 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground ; Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in Summer yield him shade, In Winter fire.
Страница 230 - Soon as she spreads her hand, th' aerial guard Descend, and sit on each important card : First Ariel perch'd upon a Matadore, Then each according to the rank they bore ; For Sylphs, yet mindful of their ancient race, 35 Are, as when women, wond'rous fond of place.
Страница 126 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting?
Страница 254 - Some thought it mounted to the lunar sphere, Since all things lost on earth are treasur'd there. There heroes' wits are kept in pond'rous vases, And beaux in snuff-boxes and tweezer-cases. There broken vows and death-bed alms are found, And lovers...
Страница 252 - Nor fear'd the chief th' unequal fight to try, Who sought no more than on his foe to die. But this bold lord with manly strength...
Страница 222 - But chiefly Love — to Love an altar built, Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt. There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves ; And all the trophies of his former loves ; 40 With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three amorous sighs to raise the fire.
Страница 174 - Jove Now burns with glory, and then melts with love; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow: Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found.
Страница 260 - How lov'd , how honour'd once , avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!
Страница 80 - See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee in a flood of day ! No more the rising Sun shall gild the morn, Nor...
Страница 164 - The manners, passions, unities ; what not ? All which, exact to rule, were brought about, Were but a Combat in the lists left out. "What!" leave the Combat out?" exclaims the Knight; Yes, or we must renounce the Stagirite. 280 "Not so by Heav'n" (he answers in a rage), "Knights, squires, and steeds, must enter on the stage." So vast a throng the stage can ne'er contain. "Then build a new, or act it in a plain.