Poems and Translations: With the Sophy, a TragedyJacob Tonson, 1709 - 330 páginas |
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... World's extreameft ends , Endless it felf , its liquid Arms extends ; Nor doth he need those Emblems which we paint , But is himfelf the Soldier and the Saint . Here should my Wonder dwell , and here my Praife , But my fixt thoughts my ...
... World's extreameft ends , Endless it felf , its liquid Arms extends ; Nor doth he need those Emblems which we paint , But is himfelf the Soldier and the Saint . Here should my Wonder dwell , and here my Praife , But my fixt thoughts my ...
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... World , and in his flying Tow'rs Brings home to us , and makes both Indies ours ; Finds Wealth where ' tis , beftows it where it Finds Poems upon feveral Occafions . IT His genuine and lefs guilty Wealth t'explore, ...
... World , and in his flying Tow'rs Brings home to us , and makes both Indies ours ; Finds Wealth where ' tis , beftows it where it Finds Poems upon feveral Occafions . IT His genuine and lefs guilty Wealth t'explore, ...
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... World's Exchange . O could I flow like thee , and make thy Stream My great Example , as it is my Theme ! Tho ' deep , yet clear , tho ' gentle , yet not dull Strong without rage , without o'er - flowing full . Heav'n her Eridanus no ...
... World's Exchange . O could I flow like thee , and make thy Stream My great Example , as it is my Theme ! Tho ' deep , yet clear , tho ' gentle , yet not dull Strong without rage , without o'er - flowing full . Heav'n her Eridanus no ...
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... World in awe , Religion , Wifdom , Honour , Law , The Tyrant in his triumph draw . XIX . ' Tis he commands the Pow'rs above ; Phœbus refigns his Darts , and Jove His Thunder , to the God of Love . XX . To him doth his feign'd Mother ...
... World in awe , Religion , Wifdom , Honour , Law , The Tyrant in his triumph draw . XIX . ' Tis he commands the Pow'rs above ; Phœbus refigns his Darts , and Jove His Thunder , to the God of Love . XX . To him doth his feign'd Mother ...
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... fet Fire on Troy ? XXXII . Such is the World's prepofterous Fate , Amongst all Creatures , mortal Hate Love ( though Immortal ) doth Create . G XXXIII . XXXIII . But Love may Beafts excufe , for they Poems upon feveral Occafions . 83.
... fet Fire on Troy ? XXXII . Such is the World's prepofterous Fate , Amongst all Creatures , mortal Hate Love ( though Immortal ) doth Create . G XXXIII . XXXIII . But Love may Beafts excufe , for they Poems upon feveral Occafions . 83.
Términos y frases comunes
againſt Androgeus Arms Atride Beafts Becauſe caft Caliph Caufe Cauſe Command Counſel Courſe Crime Danger Death defign defire Dido doft doth Enter Erythea ev'ry Eyes fafe faid falfe fame Fate Father Fatyma fear fecure feek feem felf felves fhall fhew fight fince firft firſt Foes fome Friends ftand ftill fuch fudden fufpect fure give Gods Haly Happineſs hath Heav'n himſelf Honour hope Juft Juftice King laft laſt lefs loft Lord Love Mirvan moft moſt muft muſt Nature Paffion paft pleaſe Pleaſure Poets Pow'r Praiſe prefent Prince Prince's Princess Priſoners Puniſhment Pyrrhus raiſe Reaſon Revenge Samnites ſelf Senfe ſhall ſhe ſhould Soffy Soul ſpeak ſtill Tarentum thee thefe themſelves theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou Thoughts thouſand Tranflation Troy Truth Twas twill uſe Virtue Whilft whofe Whoſe Wife Wiſdom worfe Youth
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Página 12 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
Página 13 - But his proud head the airy mountain hides Among the clouds; his shoulders and his sides A shady mantle clothes; his curled brows Frown on the gentle stream, which calmly flows, While winds and storms his lofty forehead beat; The common fate of all that's high or great.
Página 86 - Horace's wit, and Virgil's state, He did not steal, but emulate! And when he would like them appear, •/ Their garb, but not their clothes, did wear...
Página 9 - And thus to th' ages past he makes amends, Their charity destroys, their faith defends. Then did Religion in a lazy cell, In empty, airy contemplations, dwell; And like the block, unmoved lay: but ours, As much too active, like the stork devours. Is there no temperate region can be known Betwixt their frigid and our torrid zone?
Página 11 - But free and common as the sea or wind; When he to boast or to disperse his stores Full of the tributes of his grateful shores, Visits the world, and in his flying towers Brings home to us, and...
Página 10 - Cooper's Hill, My eye, descending from the Hill, surveys Where Thames among the wanton valleys strays ; Thames ! the most loved of all the Ocean's sons, By his old sire, to his embraces runs, Hasting to pay his tribute to the sea, Like mortal life to meet eternity. Though with those streams he no resemblance hold, Whose foam is amber and their gravel gold, His genuine and less guilty wealth t...
Página 3 - Where, with like haste, though several ways they run, Some to undo, and some to be undone ; While luxury and wealth, like war and peace, Are each the other's ruin and increase ; As rivers lost in seas some secret vein Thence reconveys, there to be lost again.
Página 14 - ... his curled brows frown on the gentle stream, which calmly flows, •while winds and storms his lofty forehead beat; the common fate of all that's high or great.
Página 17 - And, like a bold knight -errant, did proclaim Combat to all, and bore away the dame ; And taught the woods to echo to the stream His dreadful challenge and his clashing beam '. Yet faintly now declines the fatal strife, So much his love was dearer than his life.
Página 21 - Snows dissolv'd, oreflows th' adjoyning Plains, 350 The Husbandmen with high-rais'd banks secure Their greedy hopes, and this he can endure. But if with Bays and Dams they strive to force His channel to a new, or narrow course; No longer then within his banks he dwells...