The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volumen71790 |
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... should do ill to forfake to imitate others ) ne- ver to come to the full end of their story : but only fo near , that every one may fee it ; as men commonly play not out the game , when it is evident that they can win it , but lay down ...
... should do ill to forfake to imitate others ) ne- ver to come to the full end of their story : but only fo near , that every one may fee it ; as men commonly play not out the game , when it is evident that they can win it , but lay down ...
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... should a poet more justly seek to honour , than the highest person who ever honoured his profef- fion ? whom a Christian poet , rather than the man af- ter God's own heart , and the man who had that facred pre - eminence above all other ...
... should a poet more justly seek to honour , than the highest person who ever honoured his profef- fion ? whom a Christian poet , rather than the man af- ter God's own heart , and the man who had that facred pre - eminence above all other ...
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... should make us naufeate it : for it is almoft impoffible to ferve up any new dish of that kind . They are all but the cold - meats of the ancients , new - heated , and new fet forth . I do not at all wonder that the old poets C 3 made ...
... should make us naufeate it : for it is almoft impoffible to ferve up any new dish of that kind . They are all but the cold - meats of the ancients , new - heated , and new fet forth . I do not at all wonder that the old poets C 3 made ...
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... Should they turn back , he would turn back again ; For with his love , his business does remain , Nor is it ftrange he should be loth to part From her , whofe eyes had stole away his heart , Philetus he was call'd , fprung from a race ...
... Should they turn back , he would turn back again ; For with his love , his business does remain , Nor is it ftrange he should be loth to part From her , whofe eyes had stole away his heart , Philetus he was call'd , fprung from a race ...
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... should make you weep Like her , a flood , and fo not fee to write Such lines as I , and th ' age requires , to keep Me from ftern death , or with victorious rhyme Revenge their mafter's death , and conquer Time . By this time , chance ...
... should make you weep Like her , a flood , and fo not fee to write Such lines as I , and th ' age requires , to keep Me from ftern death , or with victorious rhyme Revenge their mafter's death , and conquer Time . By this time , chance ...
Términos y frases comunes
againſt Anacreon beauteous becauſe beſt beſtow bleffed bleft blood breaſt buſineſs cauſe curfe death defire divine doth e'er earth Engliſh ev'n facred fafe faid fair fame fate fear feen feven fhall fhew fhine fighs fight fince fing firft firſt flain flame fome foon foul ftar ftill ftrange fuch fure grief happineſs hath heart heaven himſelf honour houſes itſelf Juft juſt KATHARINE PHILIPS king laft laſt lefs leſs lyes mafter mighty miſtreſs moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt myſelf ne'er noble numbers o'er Orinda paffion paſt Philetus pleaſure poets pofy praiſe rage reaſon ſaid ſay ſcarce ſea ſee ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſhow ſome ſpeak ſpirit ſpring ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtay ſtill tears thee themſelves theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou doft thouſand twas uſe verfe verſe Whilft whoſe wife
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Página 131 - Ye fields of Cambridge, our dear Cambridge, say, Have ye not seen us walking every day? Was there a tree about which did not know The love betwixt us two? Henceforth, ye gentle trees, for ever fade ; Or your sad branches thicker join, And into darksome shades combine, Dark as the grave wherein my friend is laid...
Página 107 - WHAT shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own ? I shall, like beasts or common people, die, Unless you write my elegy ; Whilst others great, by being born, are grown; Their mothers' labour, not their own. In this scale gold, in th' other fame does lie, The weight of that mounts this so high.
Página 195 - To thee of all things upon earth, Life is no longer than thy mirth. Happy insect! happy thou, Dost neither age nor winter know! But when thou'st drunk, and danced, and sung Thy fill, the flowery leaves among, (Voluptuous and wise withal, Epicurean animal!) Sated with thy summer feast, Thou retir'st to endless rest.
Página 21 - It is time to recover it out of the tyrant's hands, and to restore it to the kingdom of God, who is the father of it.
Página 86 - Thus would I double my life's fading space; For he that runs it well twice runs his race. And in this true delight. These unbought sports, this happy state. I would not fear, nor wish, my fate; But boldly say each night, "To-morrow let my sun his beams display, Or in clouds hide them, — I have lived to-day.
Página 133 - Knowledge he only sought, and so soon caught, As if for him knowledge had rather sought: Nor did more learning ever crowded lie In such a short mortality. Whene'er the skilful youth discoursed or writ, Still did the notions throng About his eloquent tongue, Nor could his ink flow faster than his wit.
Página 140 - But I will briefer with them be, Since few of them were long with me. An higher and a nobler strain My present Emperess does claim, Heleonora, first o...
Página 186 - THE thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks and gapes for drink again; The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair; The sea itself (which one would think Should have but little need of drink) Drinks twice ten thousand rivers up, So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup.
Página 111 - As in the ark, join'd without force or strife, All creatures dwelt; all creatures that had life. Or as the primitive forms of all (If we compare great things with small) Which without discord or confusion lie, In that strange mirror of the Deity.
Página 261 - Darkness' curtains he retires ; In sympathizing night he rolls his smoky fires. .When, Goddess! thou lift'st up thy waken'd head, Out of the morning's purple bed, Thy quire of birds about thee play, And all the joyful world salutes the rising day.