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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... winds awake the silent deep ; Rebuk'd , they whisper in a gentle breeze , And all around is universal peace ... wind . But Europe shall her great deliverer own . Nearer to view : her beating heart foretels The pleasing The Triumph of ...
... winds awake the silent deep ; Rebuk'd , they whisper in a gentle breeze , And all around is universal peace ... wind . But Europe shall her great deliverer own . Nearer to view : her beating heart foretels The pleasing The Triumph of ...
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... winds her accents bore , And wing'd the message to the Belgic shore . The pious hero heard , nor could delay To meet the lovely voice , that summon'd him away ; The lovely voice , whose soft - complaining charms Before had call'd the ...
... winds her accents bore , And wing'd the message to the Belgic shore . The pious hero heard , nor could delay To meet the lovely voice , that summon'd him away ; The lovely voice , whose soft - complaining charms Before had call'd the ...
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... winds forbear Their lond complaints , the soothing lay to hear . " Hail , sacred charge , " they cry ; " the beauties we Of Neptune's court , are come t ' attend on thee ; Accept our offer'd aid ! thy potent sway , Unbounded by the land ...
... winds forbear Their lond complaints , the soothing lay to hear . " Hail , sacred charge , " they cry ; " the beauties we Of Neptune's court , are come t ' attend on thee ; Accept our offer'd aid ! thy potent sway , Unbounded by the land ...
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... winds and rains around it beat ; In vain , below , the waves tempestuous roar , They dash themselves , and break ... wind up higher The strings of thy Pindaric lyre ! Then with bold strains the lofty song pursue ; And bid Britannia once ...
... winds and rains around it beat ; In vain , below , the waves tempestuous roar , They dash themselves , and break ... wind up higher The strings of thy Pindaric lyre ! Then with bold strains the lofty song pursue ; And bid Britannia once ...
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... winds that o'er the surface play ; When th ' early god , arising from the cast , Disclos'd the golden dawn , with blushes drest . First in the streain his own bright form he sees , But brighter forms shine through the neighbouring trees ...
... winds that o'er the surface play ; When th ' early god , arising from the cast , Disclos'd the golden dawn , with blushes drest . First in the streain his own bright form he sees , But brighter forms shine through the neighbouring trees ...
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Apollo arms beauteous beauty Behold Belgia bless blest breast bright Cæsar charms Columbo confest crown'd Cupid darts dear death delight e'er Earth Epicurus ev'n eyes fair fame fate fear fire flame flow Ganymede goddess gods grace grief grove hand happy hast hear heart Heaven hero honour Jove kind king labour light live lord lov'd Lucretius lyre maid MATTHEW PRIOR mighty mind mourn Muse Namur Nature's ne'er never night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er Ovid pain passion peace Peneus Phoebus Pindar plain pleas'd pleasure poem poet Pothinus praise pride queen rage rais'd reign rise sacred shade shine sighs sing skies smile soft song soul swain sweet tears tell thee things thou thought toil twas Venus verse vex'd Virg virtue weep Whilst winds wise wretched wyll 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...