The Works of the English Poets: PopeH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... fight , Nor plains at morn , nor groves at noon delight . DAPHNIS . Sylvia's like autumn ripe , yet mild as May , More bright than noon , yet fresh as early day ; E'en spring displeases , when she shines not here ; But , blefs'd with ...
... fight , Nor plains at morn , nor groves at noon delight . DAPHNIS . Sylvia's like autumn ripe , yet mild as May , More bright than noon , yet fresh as early day ; E'en spring displeases , when she shines not here ; But , blefs'd with ...
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... fwain , Not balmy fleep to labourers faint with pain , Not fhowers to larks , or fun - fhine to the bee , Are half fo charming as thy fight to me . D 3 45 Go , Go , gentle gales , and bear my fighs away PASTORAL III . 37.
... fwain , Not balmy fleep to labourers faint with pain , Not fhowers to larks , or fun - fhine to the bee , Are half fo charming as thy fight to me . D 3 45 Go , Go , gentle gales , and bear my fighs away PASTORAL III . 37.
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... fight , Though Gods affembled grace his towering height , Than what more humble mountains offer here , Where , in their bleffings , all thofe Gods appear . See Pan with flocks , with fruits Pomona crown'd , Heie blushing Flora paints th ...
... fight , Though Gods affembled grace his towering height , Than what more humble mountains offer here , Where , in their bleffings , all thofe Gods appear . See Pan with flocks , with fruits Pomona crown'd , Heie blushing Flora paints th ...
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... fight , the host lie down Sudden before fome unfufpecting town ; The young , the old , one inftant makes our prize , And o'er their captive heads Britannia's ftandard flies , 1 Some thoughtless Town , with ease and plenty bleft WINDSOR ...
... fight , the host lie down Sudden before fome unfufpecting town ; The young , the old , one inftant makes our prize , And o'er their captive heads Britannia's ftandard flies , 1 Some thoughtless Town , with ease and plenty bleft WINDSOR ...
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... fight , Drowns my fpirits , draws my breath ? Tell me , my Soul , can this be Death ? III . The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With founds feraphic ring : Lend , lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O ...
... fight , Drowns my fpirits , draws my breath ? Tell me , my Soul , can this be Death ? III . The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With founds feraphic ring : Lend , lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O ...
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aequis againſt Aonia Argos beſt blefs bleft bofom breaſt bright charms crown'd cry'd Cynthus dame defcend Dryope e'er Eteocles ev'n eyes facred faid fair fame fate feem fenfe fhades fhall fhining fhould fide fighs filent filver fince fing fire firft firſt fix'd fkies flain flames fleep foft fome fons foon foul ftill fuch fung fure fury fwell grace groves haec heart heaven himſelf Hippomedon honours huſband igne Jove joys juft laft laſt lefs loft Lord mihi moft moſt Mufe muft muſt night numbers Nymph o'er paſt Phoebus pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure praiſe quae rage raiſe reft reign rife Sappho ſcenes ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſkies ſky ſpouſe ſpread ſpring ſtate ſtill ſtrain ſtreams Sylphs tears Thebes thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand tibi trees trembling Twas Tydeus VARIATIONS Vertumnus whofe whoſe wife youth
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Page 110 - The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head, With his own tongue still edifies his ears, And always list'ning to himself appears.
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Page 153 - What though no friends in sable weeds appear, Grieve for an hour, perhaps, then mourn a year, And bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances, and the public show?
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Page 46 - Be smooth, ye Rocks; ye rapid Floods, give way ! 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 eye-ball pour the day: Tis He th' obstructed paths of sound shall clear, And bid new music charm th...
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