The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 301790 |
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... field ; My Muse expecting on the British strand Waits thy return , and welcomes thee to land : She oft has feen thee preffing on the foe , When Europe was concern'd in every blow ; But durft not in heroic ftrains rejoice ; The trumpets ...
... field ; My Muse expecting on the British strand Waits thy return , and welcomes thee to land : She oft has feen thee preffing on the foe , When Europe was concern'd in every blow ; But durft not in heroic ftrains rejoice ; The trumpets ...
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... fields and rolling floods , Or flaughtering mortals , or a match for gods . And here , perhaps , by fate's unerring doom , Some mighty bard lies hid in years to come , That shall in William's god - like acts engage , And with his ...
... fields and rolling floods , Or flaughtering mortals , or a match for gods . And here , perhaps , by fate's unerring doom , Some mighty bard lies hid in years to come , That shall in William's god - like acts engage , And with his ...
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... field , O'er giants cloven down , and monsters kill'd , Reeking in blood , and smear'd with duft and sweat , Whilft angry gods conspire to make him great . Thy navy rides on feas before unpreft , And strikes a terror through the haughty ...
... field , O'er giants cloven down , and monsters kill'd , Reeking in blood , and smear'd with duft and sweat , Whilft angry gods conspire to make him great . Thy navy rides on feas before unpreft , And strikes a terror through the haughty ...
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... fields laid waste ; Think on the heaps of corps and streams of blood , On every guilty plain and purple flood , Thy arms have made ; and cease an impious war , Nor waste the lives intrusted to thy care . Or , if no milder thought can ...
... fields laid waste ; Think on the heaps of corps and streams of blood , On every guilty plain and purple flood , Thy arms have made ; and cease an impious war , Nor waste the lives intrusted to thy care . Or , if no milder thought can ...
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... field o'erfpread , And fountains foke the violet's dewy bed . Though barks or plaited willows make your hive , A narrow inlet to their cells contrive ; For colds congeal and freeze the liquors up , And , melted down with heat , the ...
... field o'erfpread , And fountains foke the violet's dewy bed . Though barks or plaited willows make your hive , A narrow inlet to their cells contrive ; For colds congeal and freeze the liquors up , And , melted down with heat , the ...
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ÆNEID æther againſt amidſt arms atque behold blood bluſhes breaſt Britiſh Cadmus Cæfar caft Cato Cato's cauſe charms courſe death DECIUS deſcribed deſcription eaſe Ev'n eyes faid fame fate father fays fecret fhall fhining fide fight fire firft firſt fome forrows foul friends ftand ftill ftorms ftreams ftrength fubject fuch fword Georgic goddeſs gods grief heart heaven himſelf Jove JUBA laſt loft LUCIA LUCIUS maid MARCIA MARCUS mighty moſt Mufe Muſe muſt numbers Numidian nunc nymph o'er Ovid paffion Pentheus Phaeton pleaſe pleaſure Poet PORTIUS praiſe prince purſue rage raiſe reft reſt rife riſe Roman Rome ſcenes ſee SEMPRONIUS ſhade ſhall ſhape ſhe ſhine ſhore ſhould ſhow ſkies ſky ſpeak ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtill ſtood ſuch SYPHAX tears thee theſe thoſe thou thoughts thouſand thunder toils verſe view'd Virgil virgin virtue Whilft winds wiſh youth
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Страница 232 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Страница 338 - ... there is all Nature cries aloud Through all her works). He must delight in virtue ; And that which He delights in must be happy. But when ? or where ? This world was made for Caesar — I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them.
Страница 236 - Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile : The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur all around...
Страница 232 - In foreign realms and lands remote, Supported by Thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air.
Страница 337 - Here will I hold. If there's a Power above us, — And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works, — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
Страница 284 - A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty, Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Страница 259 - And heavily in clouds brings on the day, The great, th' important day, big with the fate Of Cato and of Rome" Our father's death Would fill up all the guilt of civil war, And close the scene of blood.
Страница 117 - Their stated course, and leave the beaten track. The youth was in a maze, nor did he know Which way to turn the reins, or where to go ; Nor wou'd the horses, had he known, obey.
Страница 233 - For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.
Страница 261 - Remember what our father oft has told us : The ways of heaven are dark and intricate, Puzzled in mazes, and perplex'd with errors : Our understanding traces them in vain, Lost and bewilder'd in the fruitless search : Nor sees with how much art the windings run, Nor where the regular confusion ends.