Granville. Yalden. Tickell. Swift. Hammond. Somerville. Parnell. Savage. BroomeSamuel Johnson A. Miller, 1800 |
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... breath Tainting her gums , infects her iv'ry teeth ! Of tharp nocturnal anguifh fhe complains , And , guiltless of the caufe , relates her pains . The confcious hufband , whom like fymptoms feize , Charges on her the guilt of their ...
... breath Tainting her gums , infects her iv'ry teeth ! Of tharp nocturnal anguifh fhe complains , And , guiltless of the caufe , relates her pains . The confcious hufband , whom like fymptoms feize , Charges on her the guilt of their ...
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... breath ; May then this bumper be my death . CUPID DISARMED . To the Princess D'Auvergne . NUPID , delighting to be near her , Charm'd to hehold her , charm'd to hear her , As he ftood gazing on her face , Enchanted with each matchlefs ...
... breath ; May then this bumper be my death . CUPID DISARMED . To the Princess D'Auvergne . NUPID , delighting to be near her , Charm'd to hehold her , charm'd to hear her , As he ftood gazing on her face , Enchanted with each matchlefs ...
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... breath , Symtems of delicious death , Life diffolving in delight , My foul is ready for the flight . O my foul , Whither , whither art thou flying ? Loft in fweet tumultuous dying , Whither , whither art thou flying , O my foul ! PELEUS ...
... breath , Symtems of delicious death , Life diffolving in delight , My foul is ready for the flight . O my foul , Whither , whither art thou flying ? Loft in fweet tumultuous dying , Whither , whither art thou flying , O my foul ! PELEUS ...
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... breath with which you blefs ? ORIANA . [ Disdainfully putting him off . ] Miftake me not - that I do love is true , But flatter not yourself , it is not you . CONSTANTIUS . [ Starting . ] Forbid it , Gods ! recal the fatal breath Which ...
... breath with which you blefs ? ORIANA . [ Disdainfully putting him off . ] Miftake me not - that I do love is true , But flatter not yourself , it is not you . CONSTANTIUS . [ Starting . ] Forbid it , Gods ! recal the fatal breath Which ...
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... , Not heaven efcapes the impious Atheist's tongue . AMADIS . Enticing crocodiles , whofe tears are death , Syrens , who murder with enchanting breath : Like Like Egypt's temples , dazzling to the fight , Pompously LANSDOWNE'S 47 POEMS .
... , Not heaven efcapes the impious Atheist's tongue . AMADIS . Enticing crocodiles , whofe tears are death , Syrens , who murder with enchanting breath : Like Like Egypt's temples , dazzling to the fight , Pompously LANSDOWNE'S 47 POEMS .
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arms beauty blefs bleft breaft bright caufe charms Dæmons Dean death defcend defire delight dreadful Ev'n eyes facred fafe faid fair falute fame fate fatire fcene fcorn feas fecret feems feen fenfe fhade fhall fhew fhine fhore fhould fide fighs fight fince fing fire firft fkies flain flame flave fleep flies fmiles foft fome fong foon foul fpread fpring ftand ftate ftill ftreams fuch fure fweet grace heart heaven honour Jove juft king Lady laft lefs loft Lord lyre mind Mufe muft muſt ne'er never night nymph o'er ORIANA paffion pain Peleus plain pleafing pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure praife praiſe pride rage reft rife rofe ſcene ſhall ſkies ſtate tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand trembling Twas verfe vex'd virtue whofe wife wind worfe youth
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Страница 416 - See how the Dean begins to break! Poor gentleman, he droops apace! You plainly find it in his face. That old vertigo in his head Will never leave him, till he's dead. Besides, his memory decays: He recollects not what he says; He cannot call his friends to mind; Forgets the place where last he dined; Plies you with stories o'er and o'er; He told them fifty times before.
Страница 419 - He knew a hundred pleasant stories, With all the turns of Whigs and Tories: Was cheerful to his dying day, And friends would let him have his way. 'He gave the little wealth he had, To build a house for fools and mad: And showed by one satiric touch, No nation wanted it so much: That kingdom he hath left his debtor, I wish it soon may have a better.
Страница 422 - When beasts could speak, (the learned say They still can do so every day,) It seems, they had religion then, As much as now we find in men. It happen'd, when a plague broke out, (Which therefore made them more devout...
Страница 416 - He's dead, you say; then let him rot; I'm glad the medals were forgot. I promis'd him, I own ; but when ? I only was the princess then ; But now as consort of the king, You know, 'tis quite another thing.
Страница 428 - Two bordering wits contend for glory ; And one is Whig, and one is Tory : And this for epics claims the bays, And that for elegiac lays : Some...
Страница 503 - With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below.
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Страница 416 - To hear his out-of-fashion wit ? But he takes up with younger folks, Who for his wine will bear his jokes. Faith ! he must make his stories shorter, Or change his comrades once a quarter ; In half the time he talks them round, There must another set be found.
Страница 491 - His thoughts grow conscious of approaching woe, His idle tears with vain repentance flow ; His locks he rends, his trembling feet he rears, Thick beats his heart with...
Страница 415 - em? To all my foes, dear Fortune, send Thy gifts; but never to my friend: I tamely can endure the first; But this with envy makes me burst.