The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, 50. köideSamuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... smile at death ! to long to be dissolv'd ! From our decays a pleasure to receive ! And kindle into transport at a grave ! 203 20 213- 213 223 21 Whe What equals this ? And shall the victor now Boaft 14 POEM S. YOUNG'S.
... smile at death ! to long to be dissolv'd ! From our decays a pleasure to receive ! And kindle into transport at a grave ! 203 20 213- 213 223 21 Whe What equals this ? And shall the victor now Boaft 14 POEM S. YOUNG'S.
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... smiles of fate , " Shone forth in all the fplendor of the great : " Nor can I find the difference here below ; " I lately was a Queen ; I ftill am fo , " While Guilford's Wife : Thee rather I obey , " Than o'er mankind extend imperial ...
... smiles of fate , " Shone forth in all the fplendor of the great : " Nor can I find the difference here below ; " I lately was a Queen ; I ftill am fo , " While Guilford's Wife : Thee rather I obey , " Than o'er mankind extend imperial ...
Page 50
... smiling face of heaven deform ; The winds with violence at once defcend , Sweep flowers and fruits , and make the forest bend ; A fudden winter , while the fun is near , O'ercomes the feason , and inverts the year . But whither is the ...
... smiling face of heaven deform ; The winds with violence at once defcend , Sweep flowers and fruits , and make the forest bend ; A fudden winter , while the fun is near , O'ercomes the feason , and inverts the year . But whither is the ...
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... smiles ; nor night's imposture blames ; Her real pomps were little more than dreams ; A short - liv'd blaze , a lightning quickly o'er , That dy'd in birth , that fhone , and was no more : She turns her fide , and foon refumes a state ...
... smiles ; nor night's imposture blames ; Her real pomps were little more than dreams ; A short - liv'd blaze , a lightning quickly o'er , That dy'd in birth , that fhone , and was no more : She turns her fide , and foon refumes a state ...
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... smiling , fays , " My victory's complete : " And tell your Queen , I thank her for the blow , " And grieve my gratitude I cannot show : " A poor return I leave in England's crown , " For everlasting pleasure , and renown : " Her guilt ...
... smiling , fays , " My victory's complete : " And tell your Queen , I thank her for the blow , " And grieve my gratitude I cannot show : " A poor return I leave in England's crown , " For everlasting pleasure , and renown : " Her guilt ...
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Page 210 - Tis dreadful to behold his nostrils blaze ; To paw the vale he proudly takes delight, And triumphs in the fulness of his might ; High rais'd he snuffs the battle from afar, And burns to plunge amid the raging war ; And mocks at death, and throws his foam around, And in a storm of fury shakes the ground.
Page 223 - Rome swift thunder flew, And headlong from his throne the tyrant threw : Thrown headlong down, by Rome in triumph led, For this night's deed his perjur'd bosom bled : His brother's ghost each moment made him start, And all his father's anguish rent his heart.
Page 86 - Is there a man of an eternal vein, "Who lulls the town in winter with his strain, At Bath, in summer, chants the reigning...
Page 110 - Such shining expletives of human kind, Who want, while through blank life they dream along, Sense to be right and passion to be wrong.
Page 210 - But, fiercer still, the lordly lion stalks, Grimly majestic in his lonely walks ; When round he glares, all living creatures fly; He clears the desert with his rolling eye.
Page 139 - tis on plenty your poor lovers starve. But with a modern fair, meridian merit Is a fierce thing they call a nymph of spirit. Mark well the rollings of her flaming eye, And tread on tiptoe if you dare draw nigh: 50 "Or if you take a lion by the beard, Or dare defy the fell Hyrcanian pard, Or arm'd rhinoceros, or rough Russian bear," First make your will, and then converse with her.
Page 221 - Views the pale cheek and the distorted mien ; He drains off life by drops, and, deaf to cries, Examines every spirit as it flies : He studies torment, dives in mortal woe, To rouse up every pang repeats his blow ; Each rising agony, each dreadful grace, Yet warm transplanting to his Saviour's face.
Page 89 - But found at length that it reduc'd his rent ; His farms were flown ; when, lo ! a sale comes on, A choice collection ! what is to be done ? He sells his last ; for he the whole will buy ; Sells...
Page 79 - It aids the dancer's heel, the writer's head, And heaps the plain with mountains of the dead ; Nor ends with life ; but nods in sable plumes, Adorns our hearse, and flatters on our tombs.
Page 169 - The naval crown Is all his own ! Our fleet, if War or Commerce call, His will performs Through waves and storms, And rides in triumph round the ball.