The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volumen46Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... Fate speeds thundering through the gloom ! Stop'd fhort , they cease in airy rings to fly , Whirl o'er and o'er , and , fluttering , fall and die . 95 100 Still Fancy wafts me on ! deceiv'd I stand , Eftrang'd , adventurous on a foreign ...
... Fate speeds thundering through the gloom ! Stop'd fhort , they cease in airy rings to fly , Whirl o'er and o'er , and , fluttering , fall and die . 95 100 Still Fancy wafts me on ! deceiv'd I stand , Eftrang'd , adventurous on a foreign ...
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... fate , Since the purfues alone the wie and great ; In one fmall , emblematic landscape fee , How va ? a distance ' twixt thy foe and thee ! Truth from an eminer ce furveys our scene ( A hill , where all is clear , and all ferene ) . C 2 ...
... fate , Since the purfues alone the wie and great ; In one fmall , emblematic landscape fee , How va ? a distance ' twixt thy foe and thee ! Truth from an eminer ce furveys our scene ( A hill , where all is clear , and all ferene ) . C 2 ...
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... fate , Since he purfues alone the wife and great ; In one fmall , emblematic landscape see , How va a distance ' twixt thy foe and thee ! Truth from an eminer ce furveys our fcene ( A hill , where all is clear , and all ferene ) . 350 ...
... fate , Since he purfues alone the wife and great ; In one fmall , emblematic landscape see , How va a distance ' twixt thy foe and thee ! Truth from an eminer ce furveys our fcene ( A hill , where all is clear , and all ferene ) . 350 ...
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... fates , t'imbitter woe ? Why would your bolts not level first my head ? Why must I live to weep Olympia dead ? 110 115 120 -Sir , I had once a wife ! Fair bloom'd her youth , 125 Her form was beauty , and her foul was truth ! Oh , she ...
... fates , t'imbitter woe ? Why would your bolts not level first my head ? Why must I live to weep Olympia dead ? 110 115 120 -Sir , I had once a wife ! Fair bloom'd her youth , 125 Her form was beauty , and her foul was truth ! Oh , she ...
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... fate , Heaven grants to prop thy virtue , ere too late . Know , if thou wilt thy dear - lov'd wife deplore , 265 Olympia waits thee on a foreign fhore ; There in a cell thy laft remains be spent ; Away ! deceive Despair , and find ...
... fate , Heaven grants to prop thy virtue , ere too late . Know , if thou wilt thy dear - lov'd wife deplore , 265 Olympia waits thee on a foreign fhore ; There in a cell thy laft remains be spent ; Away ! deceive Despair , and find ...
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AARON HILL æther behold beneath beſtow blefs blifs bloom Boaft breaſt BRIDGET JONES bright charms clouds defcend defire deſpair diftant diſplay divine doom'd ev'n fafe fair fame fate fatire fcene feek feems fenfe ferene fhade fhall fhine fhould fighs fing flame fmile foft fome fong fons forrows foul fpirits fpring friendſhip ftill ftreams ftrike fublime fuch furvey fweet fwell glows grace grief heart heaven honours Induſtry infpire juft Juftice LADY ROCHFORD loft luftre mifery mind moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt ne'er o'er Olympia paffion pity pleaſe pleaſure praife praiſe pride purſue raiſe rays rife riſe rofe ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhow ſkies ſky ſmile ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtrain ſweet tear thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought truth vernal virtue wealth whofe whoſe wild wind Worfe youth
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Página 68 - Griev'd I forgive, and am grown cool too late; Young and unthoughtful then, who knows one day What ripening virtues might have made their way!
Página 68 - He might have fav'd fome worth, now doom'd to fall ; And I, perchance, in him, have murder'd all. O fate of late Repentance ! always vain : Thy remedies but lull undying pain. Where...
Página 82 - Two Fathers join'd to rob my Claim of one ! My Mother too thought fit to have no Son ! The Senate next...
Página 29 - Can its foot sharpen, like the vulture's claw? Can the fond goat, or tender fleecy dam, Howl, like the wolf, to tear the kid, or lamb? Yes, there are mothers...
Página 66 - tis to you My thanks for such distinguish'd claims are due ; You, unenslav'd to Nature's narrow laws, Warm championess for freedom's sacred cause, From all the dry devoirs of blood and line, . From ties maternal, moral and divine, Discharg'd my grasping soul ; push'd me from shore, And launch'd me into life without an oar.
Página 70 - Her fmile more cheerful than a vernal morn, All life ! all bloom ! of Youth and Fancy born. Touch'd into joy, what hearts to her fubmit ! She looks her Sire, and fpeaks her Mother's wit. O'er the gay world the fweet infpirer reigns . Spleen flies, and Elegance her pomp fuftains.
Página 39 - Whence, beam'd from sapphires, living azure plays; The liquid floor, in-wrought with pearls divine, Where all his labours in...
Página 172 - Boast petty courts, whence rules new rigour draw, Unknown to Nature's and to statute-law ; Quirks that explain all saving rights away, To give th' attorney and the catchpoll prey.
Página 6 - Induftry is all with Beauty crown'd ! He, He alone, explores the Mine for Gain, Hues the hard Rock, or harrows up the Plain ; He forms the Sword to...
Página 56 - He deem'd it godlike to have power to blefs : Thus, when unguarded, treafon ftain'd him o'er; And virtue and content were then no more. But when to death by rigorous...