The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, 10. köideAlexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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... look'd , and I sigh'd , and I wish'd I could speak . 279 The Reconciliation .................................... . ib . Prologue to The Husband his own Cuckold , a Comedy , by Mr. J. Dryden , Jun .... Prologue to A very good Wife , a ...
... look'd , and I sigh'd , and I wish'd I could speak . 279 The Reconciliation .................................... . ib . Prologue to The Husband his own Cuckold , a Comedy , by Mr. J. Dryden , Jun .... Prologue to A very good Wife , a ...
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... look , and see Through the clear glass of history , From whom thy mighty sovereign came , And take a larger view of ... looks diffus'd an awe . Charles , who had try'd the race before , And knew great merits to explore , When he his ...
... look , and see Through the clear glass of history , From whom thy mighty sovereign came , And take a larger view of ... looks diffus'd an awe . Charles , who had try'd the race before , And knew great merits to explore , When he his ...
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... Look forward , and behold them all in one ' Look , but spare thy fruitless tears →→→ ' Tis thy own William next appears . Advance , celestial form ! let Britain see Th ' accomplish'd glory of thy race in thee ! So , when some ...
... Look forward , and behold them all in one ' Look , but spare thy fruitless tears →→→ ' Tis thy own William next appears . Advance , celestial form ! let Britain see Th ' accomplish'd glory of thy race in thee ! So , when some ...
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... look did pompous scenes review ; But his fore - face with frowns was overcast ; He saw the gathering storns of war , And bid his priests aloud , his iron gates unbar . But Heaven its hero can no longer spare , To mix in our tumultuous ...
... look did pompous scenes review ; But his fore - face with frowns was overcast ; He saw the gathering storns of war , And bid his priests aloud , his iron gates unbar . But Heaven its hero can no longer spare , To mix in our tumultuous ...
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... look up and hear ! " At Thisbe's name he lifts his dying eyes , And , having seen her , clos'd them up , and dies . But when she knew the bloody veil , and spy'd The ivory scabbard empty by his side , 66 64 T Ah , wretched youth ...
... look up and hear ! " At Thisbe's name he lifts his dying eyes , And , having seen her , clos'd them up , and dies . But when she knew the bloody veil , and spy'd The ivory scabbard empty by his side , 66 64 T Ah , wretched youth ...
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Page 262 - And terror on my aching s'ight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chilness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice ; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.
Page 42 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure: Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!
Page 509 - From nature too I take my rule, To shun contempt and ridicule. I never, with important air, In conversation overbear. Can grave and formal pass for wise, When men the solemn owl despise? My tongue within my lips I rein; For who talks much, must talk in vain.
Page 430 - Dr. Swift had been observing once to Mr. Gay, what an odd pretty sort of a thing a Newgate Pastoral might make. Gay was inclined to try at such a thing for some time; but afterwards thought it would be better to write a comedy on the same plan. This was what gave rise to the Beggar's Opera.
Page 213 - I made me great works ; I builded me houses ; I planted me vineyards : I made me gardens and orchards, and I planted trees in them of all kind of fruits : I made me pools of water, to water therewith the wood that bringeth forth trees...
Page 430 - The person who acted Polly, till then obscure, became all at once the favourite of the town ; her pictures were engraved, and sold in great numbers ; her life written, books of VOL
Page 262 - Looking tranquillity! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart.
Page 430 - Its reception is thus recorded in the notes to the "Dunciad":— "This piece was received with greater applause than was ever known. Besides being acted in London sixty-three days without interruption, and renewed the next season with equal applause, it spread into all the great towns of England; was played in many places to the thirtieth and fortieth time; at Bath and Bristol fifty, etc.
Page 43 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise; See the snakes that they rear. How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes!
Page 319 - A new Version of the Psalms of David, fitted to the Tunes used in Churches...