Poems by Cowley, Waller, Butler, Denham, Dryden, and Pomfret, 77–79. numberJohnson, 1810 - 220 pages |
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... face . Eliza till this hour might reign , had she not evil counsels ta'en : Fundamental laws she broke , and still new favourites she chose , till up in arms my passions rose , And cast away her yoke . Mary then , and gentle Anne , both ...
... face . Eliza till this hour might reign , had she not evil counsels ta'en : Fundamental laws she broke , and still new favourites she chose , till up in arms my passions rose , And cast away her yoke . Mary then , and gentle Anne , both ...
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... face , but so weak and small her wit that she to govern was unfit , and so Susanna took her place . But when Isabella came , arm'd with a resistless flame , and th ' artillery of her eye , whilst she proudly march'd about , greater ...
... face , but so weak and small her wit that she to govern was unfit , and so Susanna took her place . But when Isabella came , arm'd with a resistless flame , and th ' artillery of her eye , whilst she proudly march'd about , greater ...
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... face , blushes if thou be'st in the place ; to Darkness ' curtains he retires , in sympathizing night he rolls his smoky fires . it When , Goddess ! thou lift'st up thy waken'd head out of the morning's purple bed , thy choir of birds ...
... face , blushes if thou be'st in the place ; to Darkness ' curtains he retires , in sympathizing night he rolls his smoky fires . it When , Goddess ! thou lift'st up thy waken'd head out of the morning's purple bed , thy choir of birds ...
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... d home , where she receives him with a kind embrace , a cheerful fire , and a more cheerful face , and fills the bowl up to her homely lord , and with domestic plenty loads the board ; not all 32 Cowley . IMITATIONS .
... d home , where she receives him with a kind embrace , a cheerful fire , and a more cheerful face , and fills the bowl up to her homely lord , and with domestic plenty loads the board ; not all 32 Cowley . IMITATIONS .
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... face , till they were both no more . His worship was , in short , a man of such exceeding worth , no pen nor pencil can describe , or rhyming bard set forth . Many and mighty things he did both sober and in liquor ; witness the mental ...
... face , till they were both no more . His worship was , in short , a man of such exceeding worth , no pen nor pencil can describe , or rhyming bard set forth . Many and mighty things he did both sober and in liquor ; witness the mental ...
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Page 24 - Twas but a kindred sound to move, For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble ; Honour but an empty bubble...
Page 20 - Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell?
Page 82 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Page 22 - The praise of Bacchus then the sweet musician sung : Of Bacchus ever fair and ever young : The jolly god in triumph comes...
Page 19 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began ; When Nature underneath a heap Of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high, Arise, ye more than dead.
Page 21 - And value books, as women men, for dress: Their praise is still, — the style is excellent; The sense, they humbly take upon content. Words are like leaves; and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found...
Page 21 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Page 19 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page 7 - A watchtower once ; but now, so fate ordains. Of all the pile an empty name remains. From its...
Page 4 - CREATOR spirit, by whose aid The world's foundations first were laid, Come visit every pious mind ; Come pour thy joys on human kind ; From sin and sorrow set us free, And make thy temples worthy thee.