The Poetical Works of John Dryden, Volumen1J. Nichol, 1855 |
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... stage was rude ; And boisterous English wit with art endued . Our age was cultivated thus at length ; But what we gain'd in skill we lost in strength . Our builders were with want of genius cursed ; The second temple was not like the ...
... stage was rude ; And boisterous English wit with art endued . Our age was cultivated thus at length ; But what we gain'd in skill we lost in strength . Our builders were with want of genius cursed ; The second temple was not like the ...
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... . Already I am worn with cares and age , And just abandoning the ungrateful stage : Unprofitably kept at Heaven's expense , I live a rent - charge on his providence : But you , whom every muse and grace adorn , 22 DRYDEN'S POEMS .
... . Already I am worn with cares and age , And just abandoning the ungrateful stage : Unprofitably kept at Heaven's expense , I live a rent - charge on his providence : But you , whom every muse and grace adorn , 22 DRYDEN'S POEMS .
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... stage ; Which so declines , that shortly we may see Players and plays reduced to second infancy . Sharp to the world , but thoughtless of renown , They plot not on the stage , but on the town , And , in despair , their empty pit to fill ...
... stage ; Which so declines , that shortly we may see Players and plays reduced to second infancy . Sharp to the world , but thoughtless of renown , They plot not on the stage , but on the town , And , in despair , their empty pit to fill ...
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... stage . That sacred art , by Heaven itself infused , Which Moses , David , Solomon have used , Is now to be no more : the Muses ' foes Would sink their Maker's praises into prosc . Were they content to prune the lavish vine Of ...
... stage . That sacred art , by Heaven itself infused , Which Moses , David , Solomon have used , Is now to be no more : the Muses ' foes Would sink their Maker's praises into prosc . Were they content to prune the lavish vine Of ...
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... stage ? What can we say to excuse our second fall ? Let this thy vestal , Heaven , atone for all : Her Arethusian stream remains unsoil'd , Unmix'd with foreign filth , and undefiled : Her wit was more than man , her innocence a child ...
... stage ? What can we say to excuse our second fall ? Let this thy vestal , Heaven , atone for all : Her Arethusian stream remains unsoil'd , Unmix'd with foreign filth , and undefiled : Her wit was more than man , her innocence a child ...
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Página 103 - His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes; And while he Heaven and Earth defied Changed his hand and check'd his pride. He chose a mournful Muse Soft pity to infuse: He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate, And weltering in his blood; Deserted at his utmost need By those his former bounty fed; On the bare earth exposed he lies Alexander's Feast 109 With not a friend to close his eyes.
Página 102 - Flushed with a purple grace He shows his honest face: Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes! Bacchus , ever fair and young , Drinking joys did first ordain : Bacchus...
Página 72 - THREE Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed; The next in majesty •, In both the last. The force of Nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.
Página 101 - Happy, happy, happy pair ! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair.
Página 30 - Better to hunt in fields for health unbought Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught. The wise for cure on exercise depend : God never made His work for man to mend.
Página 105 - Now strike the golden lyre again ; A louder yet, and yet a louder strain. Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him, like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark, the horrid sound Has raised up his head; As awaked from the dead, And, amazed, he stares around. •Revenge, revenge!
Página 104 - is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying: If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying; Lovely Tha'is sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee.
Página 106 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With Nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown : He raised a mortal to the skies: She drew an angel down.
Página 201 - I have pleaded guilty to all thoughts and expressions of mine, which can be truly argued of obscenity, profaneness, or immorality ; and retract them. If lie be my enemy, let him triumph ; if he be my friend, as I have given him no personal occasion to be otherwise, he will be glad of my repentance. It becomes me not to draw my pen in the defence of a bad cause, when I have so often drawn it for a good one.
Página 193 - Tales, their humours, their features, and the very dress, as distinctly as if I had supped with them at the Tabard in Southwark.