Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to Churchill ...J. Bell, 1796 |
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... Isis ' walks convey , And on her flow'ry banks for ever lay . Thence let me view the venerable scene , The awful dome , the grove's eternal green ; 55 Where sacred Hough long found his fam'd retreat , And бо RECOMMENDATORY POEMS .
... Isis ' walks convey , And on her flow'ry banks for ever lay . Thence let me view the venerable scene , The awful dome , the grove's eternal green ; 55 Where sacred Hough long found his fam'd retreat , And бо RECOMMENDATORY POEMS .
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... eternal spring , Be hush'd ye winds , while Pope and Virgil sing . In English lays , and all sublimely great , Thy Homer warms with all his ancient heat ; He shines in council , thunders in the fight , And flames with ev'ry sense of ...
... eternal spring , Be hush'd ye winds , while Pope and Virgil sing . In English lays , and all sublimely great , Thy Homer warms with all his ancient heat ; He shines in council , thunders in the fight , And flames with ev'ry sense of ...
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... eternal temple stands , Its prospect an unbounded view commands . 30 Say , wond'rous youth , what column wilt thou choose , What laurell'd arch for thy triumphant muse ? Though each great Ancient court thee to his shrine , Though ev'ry ...
... eternal temple stands , Its prospect an unbounded view commands . 30 Say , wond'rous youth , what column wilt thou choose , What laurell'd arch for thy triumphant muse ? Though each great Ancient court thee to his shrine , Though ev'ry ...
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... eternal bays my ravish'd eyes Beheld the poet's awful form arise : Stranger , he said , whose pious hand has paid These grateful rites to my attentive shade , When thou shalt breathe thy happy native air , To Pope this message from his ...
... eternal bays my ravish'd eyes Beheld the poet's awful form arise : Stranger , he said , whose pious hand has paid These grateful rites to my attentive shade , When thou shalt breathe thy happy native air , To Pope this message from his ...
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... eternal Winter reigns . Where stray ye , Muses ! in what lawn or grove , While your Alexis pines in hopeless love ? In those fair fields where sacred Isis glides , 25 Or else , where Cam his winding vales divides ? As in the crystal ...
... eternal Winter reigns . Where stray ye , Muses ! in what lawn or grove , While your Alexis pines in hopeless love ? In those fair fields where sacred Isis glides , 25 Or else , where Cam his winding vales divides ? As in the crystal ...
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Adrastus ALEXANDER POPE ancient Aonia Argos Balaam bard beauty behold bless bless'd blest bliss breast bright charms crown'd cry'd dæmon diff'rent divine dread e'er earth ELOISA TO ABELARD Eteocles eternal ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fire fix'd flame flow'rs folly fool fury gen'rous genius give glory gods grace grove hæc happiness hate heart Heav'n honour Iliad Jove kings knave learn'd Lord mankind mind mortal mourn Muse Nature ne'er night numbers nymph o'er once passion Phaon Phoebus plain pleas'd pleasure poets Polynices Pope pow'r praise pray'r pride proud rage reason reign rise sacred Sappho Satire sense shade shine sighs sing skies soft soul sylphs tears Thebes thee Theocritus things thou thought thro throne trembling true truth Twas Tydeus tyrant ultro vice virtue Virtue's wand'ring wife wise youth
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Page 124 - Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Page 130 - Lurk'd in her hand, and mourn'd his captive Queen: He springs to vengeance with an eager pace, And falls like thunder on the prostrate Ace. The nymph exulting fills with shouts the sky; The walls, the woods, and long canals reply.
Page 140 - Curl'd or uncurl'd, since Locks will turn to grey ; Since painted, or not painted, all shall fade, And she who scorns a Man, must die a Maid, What then remains but well our...
Page 141 - Nor fear'd the chief th' unequal fight to try, Who sought no more than on his foe to die. But this bold lord, with manly strength...
Page 83 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
Page 47 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Page 97 - The Saviour comes ! by ancient bards foretold ; Hear him, ye deaf; and all ye blind, behold! He from thick films shall purge the visual ray, And on the sightless eyeball pour the day : Tis he th' obstructed paths of sound shall clear, And bid new music charm th' unfolding ear : The dumb shall sing, the lame his crutch forego, And leap exulting like the bounding roe.
Page 143 - And hence th' egregious wizard shall foredoom The fate of Louis, and the fall of Rome. 140 Then cease, bright nymph! to mourn thy ravish'd hair, Which adds new glory to the shining sphere! Not all the tresses that fair head can boast Shall draw such envy as the lock you lost. For, after all the murders of your eye, When, after millions slain, yourself shall die; When those fair suns shall set, as set they must, And all those tresses shall be laid in dust; This lock, the Muse shall consecrate to fame,...
Page 101 - Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain, Here earth and water seem to strive again ; Not chaos-like together crush'd and bruis'd, But, as the world, harmoniously confus'd : Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.
Page 131 - The little engine on his fingers' ends ; This just behind Belinda's neck he spread, As o'er the fragrant steams she bends her head. Swift to the Lock a thousand sprites repair...