The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, 50. köideSamuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... ; Firft , beyond time our thoughts to raise Then lash our love of transient praise . In both , we own thy doctrine juft ; And fame's a breath , and men are duft . 1736 . J. BANCKS . THE LAST DAY . воок I. " Ipfe pater , [ 6 ]
... ; Firft , beyond time our thoughts to raise Then lash our love of transient praise . In both , we own thy doctrine juft ; And fame's a breath , and men are duft . 1736 . J. BANCKS . THE LAST DAY . воок I. " Ipfe pater , [ 6 ]
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... praise . 20 2 : 5 30 But chiefly Thou , great Ruler ! Lord of all ! Before whose throne Arch - angels prostrate fall ; If at thy nod , from difcord , and from night , Sprang beauty , and yon fparkling worlds of light , Exalt e'en me ...
... praise . 20 2 : 5 30 But chiefly Thou , great Ruler ! Lord of all ! Before whose throne Arch - angels prostrate fall ; If at thy nod , from difcord , and from night , Sprang beauty , and yon fparkling worlds of light , Exalt e'en me ...
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... praise . How far from east to weft ? The labouring eye Can scarce the diftant azure bounds defcry : Wide theatre ! where tempefts play at large , And God's right - hand can all its wrath discharge . Mark how those radiant lamps inflame ...
... praise . How far from east to weft ? The labouring eye Can scarce the diftant azure bounds defcry : Wide theatre ! where tempefts play at large , And God's right - hand can all its wrath discharge . Mark how those radiant lamps inflame ...
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... praise him more . Shall things inanimate my conduct blame , 230 240 And flush my conscious cheek with spreading shame ? 235 They all for him purfue , or quit , their end ; The mounting flames their burning power fufpend ; In folid heaps ...
... praise him more . Shall things inanimate my conduct blame , 230 240 And flush my conscious cheek with spreading shame ? 235 They all for him purfue , or quit , their end ; The mounting flames their burning power fufpend ; In folid heaps ...
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... praise , and bid my soul arise , " And with the mounting fun afcend the skies : " As that advances , let my zeal improve , " And glow with ardour of confummate love ; " Nor cease at eve , but with the setting fun " My endless worship ...
... praise , and bid my soul arise , " And with the mounting fun afcend the skies : " As that advances , let my zeal improve , " And glow with ardour of confummate love ; " Nor cease at eve , but with the setting fun " My endless worship ...
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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.