The Works of the English Poets: Rowe; TickellH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... dear , He comes , their joy and grateful thanks to fhare ; Lowly he kneels before the royal seat , And lays its proudest wreaths at Anna's feet . While , form'd alike for labours or for ease , In camps to thunder , or in courts to ...
... dear , He comes , their joy and grateful thanks to fhare ; Lowly he kneels before the royal seat , And lays its proudest wreaths at Anna's feet . While , form'd alike for labours or for ease , In camps to thunder , or in courts to ...
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... dear , By tedious languishing delays is held . Repining , and impatient , from the field ; While factious statesmen riot in excess , And lazy priests whole provinces poffefs , Of unregarded wants the brave complain , And the ftarv'd ...
... dear , By tedious languishing delays is held . Repining , and impatient , from the field ; While factious statesmen riot in excess , And lazy priests whole provinces poffefs , Of unregarded wants the brave complain , And the ftarv'd ...
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... dear Philenis charms , With equal joy the nymph appears Diffolving in his arins . Thus to themselves alone they are What all mankind can give ; Alternately the happy pair All grant , and all receive . Like the Twin - stars , so fam'd ...
... dear Philenis charms , With equal joy the nymph appears Diffolving in his arins . Thus to themselves alone they are What all mankind can give ; Alternately the happy pair All grant , and all receive . Like the Twin - stars , so fam'd ...
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Samuel Johnson. What furer pattern can you hope to find , Than that dear pledge * your Monarch left behind ! See how his Looks his honeft Heart explain , And speak the bleffings of his future Reign ! In his each feature , truth and ...
Samuel Johnson. What furer pattern can you hope to find , Than that dear pledge * your Monarch left behind ! See how his Looks his honeft Heart explain , And speak the bleffings of his future Reign ! In his each feature , truth and ...
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... Who was but Scarron's leaving . D4 Though an Signora Francefco Marguareta de l'Epine , Italian fongftrefs . V. Though thy dear's father kept an inn At grisly ( 39 ) Prologue to the Nonjuror Horace, Book II Ode IV imitated.
... Who was but Scarron's leaving . D4 Though an Signora Francefco Marguareta de l'Epine , Italian fongftrefs . V. Though thy dear's father kept an inn At grisly ( 39 ) Prologue to the Nonjuror Horace, Book II Ode IV imitated.
Términos y frases comunes
Ah willow Albion arms Atreus Atrides beneath blefs bleft blood boaſt breaſt Britannia's brow charms convey'd difdain diftant divine dreadful Ev'n eyes facred faid fair fairy fame fate fceptre fcorn feas fecret fhade fhall fhore fhould fide fight filent fing fire firſt fix'd fkies flain flave fleep fome footh foul frike ftands ftill ftreams fuch fwain fweet fword Gaul gods grace hand hear heart heaven hecatomb hoft ILIAD Jove juft Kenna king lefs lov'd lyre maid mighty monarch mortal Mufe muft ne'er Neptune numbers nymph o'er once paffion Patroclus peace pleaſing pleaſure praiſe pride prince race rage raiſe rife riſe round ſhade ſhall ſhare ſhe ſhine ſhore ſkies ſky ſmile ſpeak ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtill ſtood ſweet thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thouſand verfe vex'd virgin band vows whofe whoſe youth
Pasajes populares
Página 188 - Proud names, who once the reins of empire held ; In arms who triumph'd, or in arts excell'd ; Chiefs, grac'd with scars, and prodigal of blood; Stern patriots, who for sacred freedom stood ; Just men, by whom impartial laws were given ; And saints who taught, and led, the way to Heaven...
Página 190 - There taught us how to live; and (oh! too high The price for knowledge) taught us how to die.
Página 51 - Ghosts.* r \ESPAIRING beside a clear stream, A shepherd forsaken was laid ; And while a false nymph was his theme, A willow supported his head. The wind, that blew over the plain, To his sighs with a sigh did reply : And the brook, in return to his pain, Ran mournfully murmuring by.
Página 124 - Broke forth the prophet without breeches. " Into what ills betray'd, by thee, This ancient kingdom do I...
Página 192 - Ah Colin! give not her thy vows, Vows due to me alone: Nor thou, fond maid, receive his...
Página 53 - ... nymphs of the plain, And see me laid low in the ground. The last humble boon that I crave, Is to shade me with cypress and yew ; And when she looks down on my grave, Let her own that her shepherd was true. "'Then to her new love let her go, And deck her in golden array, Be finest at...
Página 95 - Lash'd in thy satire, the penurious cit Laughs at himself, and finds no harm in wit: From felon gamesters the raw squire is free, And Britain owes her rescued oaks to thee.
Página 108 - Bourbon's woes (hall fill the ftory'd wall ; Heirs of thy blood fhall o'er their bounteous board Fix Europe's guard, thy monumental fword ; Banners, that oft have wav'd on conquer'd walls, And trumps, that drown'd the groans of gafping Gauls.
Página 191 - Ye perjur'd swains! beware. Three times, all in the dead of night, A bell was heard to ring, And, shrieking at her window thrice, The raven flapp'd his wing.
Página 52 - I have skill to complain, Though the Muses my temples have crowned ; What though, when they hear my soft strain, The Virgins sit weeping around; Ah ! COLIN ! thy hopes are in vain ! Thy pipe and thy laurel resign! Thy False One inclines to a Swain, Whose music is sweeter than thine!