The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 371790 |
Между кориците на книгата
Резултати 6 - 10 от 78.
Страница 211
... DIONE . Forgive the fallies of a breaking heart . Evander's fighs his mutual flame confeft , The growing paffion ... DIONE . Now have twelve mornings warm'd the purple eaft DIONE . DION E. 212.
... DIONE . Forgive the fallies of a breaking heart . Evander's fighs his mutual flame confeft , The growing paffion ... DIONE . Now have twelve mornings warm'd the purple eaft DIONE . DION E. 212.
Страница 212
... DIONE . In vain through pathless woods the hunters croft , And fought with anxious eye their master loft ; In vain their frequent hollows echo'd fhrill , And his lov'd name was fent from hill to hill ; Evander hears you not . He's loft ...
... DIONE . In vain through pathless woods the hunters croft , And fought with anxious eye their master loft ; In vain their frequent hollows echo'd fhrill , And his lov'd name was fent from hill to hill ; Evander hears you not . He's loft ...
Страница 213
... DIONE . Yet fure fome turtle's love has equal'd mine , Who , when the hawk has snatch'd her mate away , Hath never known the glad return of day . When my fond father faw my faded eye , And on my livid cheek the roses die ; When catching ...
... DIONE . Yet fure fome turtle's love has equal'd mine , Who , when the hawk has snatch'd her mate away , Hath never known the glad return of day . When my fond father faw my faded eye , And on my livid cheek the roses die ; When catching ...
Страница 214
... DIONE . Where dwells this beauteous tyrant of the plains ? Where may I fee her ? LAURA . Afk the fighing fwains . They beft can speak the conquefts of her eyes ; Whoever fees her , loves ; who loves her , dies . DIONE . Perhaps untimely ...
... DIONE . Where dwells this beauteous tyrant of the plains ? Where may I fee her ? LAURA . Afk the fighing fwains . They beft can speak the conquefts of her eyes ; Whoever fees her , loves ; who loves her , dies . DIONE . Perhaps untimely ...
Страница 220
... DIONE , LAURA . What do I fee ? no . [ Dione and Laura at a dißtance . LYCIDAS . Fancy mocks my eyes , And bids the dear deluding vifion rife . ' Tis fhe . My fpringing heart her prefence feels ' Tis 220 GAY'S POEMS .
... DIONE , LAURA . What do I fee ? no . [ Dione and Laura at a dißtance . LYCIDAS . Fancy mocks my eyes , And bids the dear deluding vifion rife . ' Tis fhe . My fpringing heart her prefence feels ' Tis 220 GAY'S POEMS .
Често срещани думи и фрази
Afide againſt Alexis beauty befide beneath bofom breaſt cauſe CLEANTHES cloſe confefs court cries defcend deſpair difgrace DIONE Dione's diſguiſe dy'd e'er Evander eyes FABLE FABLE fafe faid falfe fame fate faultering fays fcorn fecret feek fhade fhall fhould fide fighs fight firſt flain flame flies fome fool forrows foul friendſhip ftand ftate ftill ftrength fuch fudden fwain fylvan Guife hand hate hath hear heart honeft honour hour houſe juſt knaves LAURA loft LYCIDAS maid Menalcas mind moſt muft muſt ne'er nymph o'er paffion PARTHENIA plain pleaſure Plutus praiſe pride purſue race rais'd raiſe ravenous band reft reply'd rife rofe SCENE ſhake ſhall ſhare ſhe SHEPHERD ſhow ſkill ſome ſpeak ſtate ſteps tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou tongue truſt Twas vex'd Whene'er whofe Whoſe wife wretch XXXVII
Популярни откъси
Страница 117 - She next the stately Bull implored; And thus replied the mighty lord. "Since every beast alive can tell That I sincerely wish you well, I may, without offence, pretend, To take the freedom of a friend; Love calls me hence; a...
Страница 83 - My name, perhaps, hath reach'd your ear ; Attend, and be advis'd by Care. Nor love, nor honour, wealth, nor power, Can give the heart a cheerful hour, When health is lost. Be timely wise : With health all taste of pleasure flies.
Страница 95 - Birds ! (the mother cries) This hill delicious fare supplies ; Behold the busy negro race, See millions blacken all the place ! Fear not ; like me with freedom eat ; An Ant is most delightful meat. How bless'd, how envied, were our life, Could we but 'scape the poulterer's knife!
Страница 68 - Lin'd with red rags, to look like blood, Did well his threefold trade explain, Who shav'd, drew teeth, and breath'da vein.
Страница 18 - Father ask'd her where and when ? How many ? and what sort of men ? By what degrees her blood was heated ? How oft...
Страница 116 - And from the deep-mouthed thunder flies : She starts, she stops, she pants for breath ; She hears the near advance of death ; She doubles, to mislead the hound, And...
Страница 102 - This magic looking-glass," she cries, (" There, hand it round) will charm your eyes " : Each eager eye the sight desired, And ev'ry man himself admired.
Страница 105 - My latter life is rest and peace. I grant, to man we lend our pains, And aid him to correct the plains; But doth not he divide the care, Through all the labours of the year?
Страница 36 - The Lion crav'd the Fox's art ; The Fox, the Lion's force and heart. The Cock implor'd the Pigeon's flight, Whose wings were rapid, strong, and light : The Pigeon strength of wing...
Страница 58 - Tis done. The Dog the parley thus begun. How can that...