The Works of the English Poets: AddisonH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... Turn'd yellow by degrees , and ripen'd into gold : How fome in feathers , or a ragged hide , Have liv'd a fecond life , and different natures try'd . Then will thy Ovid , thus transform'd , reveal A nobler change than he himself can ...
... Turn'd yellow by degrees , and ripen'd into gold : How fome in feathers , or a ragged hide , Have liv'd a fecond life , and different natures try'd . Then will thy Ovid , thus transform'd , reveal A nobler change than he himself can ...
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... turn'd lay foaming on the ground ; So crown'd with laurels now , where - e'er you go , Around you blooming joys and peaceful bleffings flow . A A TRANSLATION OF ALL VIRGIL's FOURTH GEORGIC , EXCEPT THE 16 ADDISON'S POEMS .
... turn'd lay foaming on the ground ; So crown'd with laurels now , where - e'er you go , Around you blooming joys and peaceful bleffings flow . A A TRANSLATION OF ALL VIRGIL's FOURTH GEORGIC , EXCEPT THE 16 ADDISON'S POEMS .
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... turns they watch , by turns with curious eyes Survey the heavens , and fearch the clouded skies To find out breeding ... turn round the glowing ball . With puffing bellows fome the flames increase , And fome in waters dip the hiffing ...
... turns they watch , by turns with curious eyes Survey the heavens , and fearch the clouded skies To find out breeding ... turn round the glowing ball . With puffing bellows fome the flames increase , And fome in waters dip the hiffing ...
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... turns too closely on the reader prefs : He more had pleas'd us , had he pleas'd us less , One glittering thought no fooner strikes our eyes . With filent wonder , but new wonders rife . As in the milky - way a fhining white O'erflows ...
... turns too closely on the reader prefs : He more had pleas'd us , had he pleas'd us less , One glittering thought no fooner strikes our eyes . With filent wonder , but new wonders rife . As in the milky - way a fhining white O'erflows ...
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... Turn every line with art , and finooth thy verse ; The courtly Waller next commands thy lays : Mufe , tune thy verse , with art , to Waller's praise . While tender airs and lovely dames inspire Soft melting thoughts , and propagate ...
... Turn every line with art , and finooth thy verse ; The courtly Waller next commands thy lays : Mufe , tune thy verse , with art , to Waller's praise . While tender airs and lovely dames inspire Soft melting thoughts , and propagate ...
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Page 329 - Here will I hold. If there's a Power above us, — And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works, — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
Page 229 - Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile : The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur all around...
Page 330 - ... there is all Nature cries aloud Through all her works). He must delight in virtue ; And that which He delights in must be happy. But when ? or where ? This world was made for Caesar — I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them.
Page 44 - On foreign mountains may the Sun refine The grape's soft juice, and mellow it to wine, With citron groves adorn a distant soil, And the fat olive swell with floods of oil : We envy not the warmer clime, that lies...
Page 107 - The god sits high, exalted on a throne Of blazing gems, with purple garments on ; The hours, in order rang'd on either hand, And days, and months, and years, and ages stand. Here spring appears with...
Page 253 - Put forth thy utmost strength, work every nerve, And call up all thy father in thy soul : To quell the tyrant Love, and guard thy heart On this weak side, where most our nature fails, Would be a conquest worthy Cato's son.
Page 248 - Commanding tears to stream through every age ; Tyrants no more their savage nature kept, And foes to virtue wonder'd how they wept. Our author shuns...
Page 223 - To all my weak Complaints and Cries Thy Mercy lent an Ear, Ere yet my feeble Thoughts had learnt To form themselves in Pray'r. Unnumber'd Comforts to my Soul Thy tender Care bestow'd, Before my Infant Heart conceiv'd From whom those Comforts flow'd. When in the slipp'ry Paths of Youth With heedless Steps I ran, Thine Arm unseen convey'd me safe And led me up to Man...
Page 35 - Through pathless fields, and unfrequented floods, To dens of dragons and enchanted woods. But now the mystic tale, that pleased of yore, Can charm an understanding age no more; The long-spun allegories fulsome grow, While the dull moral lies too plain below.
Page 281 - This sober conduct is a mighty virtue In lukewarm patriots. Cato. Come! no more, Sempronius, All here are friends to Rome, and to each other. Let us not weaken still the weaker side By our divisions. Sem. Cato, my resentments Are sacrificed to Rome — I stand reproved.