The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volumen41,Página 1H. Hughs, 1779 |
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... Muse enjoy . Thames liftens to thy ftrains , and filent flows , And no rude wind through ruftling ofiers blows ; While all his wondering nymphs around thee throng , To hear the Syrens warble in thy fong . This poem received many ...
... Muse enjoy . Thames liftens to thy ftrains , and filent flows , And no rude wind through ruftling ofiers blows ; While all his wondering nymphs around thee throng , To hear the Syrens warble in thy fong . This poem received many ...
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... Muse ! haft thou the force To wind the twisted horn , to guide the horse ? To keep thy feat unmov'd , haft thou the fkill , O'er the high gate , and down the headlong hill ? Canft thou the ftag's laborious chace direct , Or the strong ...
... Muse ! haft thou the force To wind the twisted horn , to guide the horse ? To keep thy feat unmov'd , haft thou the fkill , O'er the high gate , and down the headlong hill ? Canft thou the ftag's laborious chace direct , Or the strong ...
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... Muse and Love ; Ye murmuring streams that in mæanders roll , The fweet composers of the penfive soul ; ― Farewell ! The city calls me from your bowers : Farewell , amufing thoughts and peaceful hours ! 430 435 440 THE THE FAN . A PO E M ...
... Muse and Love ; Ye murmuring streams that in mæanders roll , The fweet composers of the penfive soul ; ― Farewell ! The city calls me from your bowers : Farewell , amufing thoughts and peaceful hours ! 430 435 440 THE THE FAN . A PO E M ...
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... Muse detain , Whose fragrant forests bloom in Waller's strain , Where breathing fweets from every field afcend , And the wild woods with golden apples bend . Yet let me in fome odorous fhade repose , Whilst in my verse the fair palmetto ...
... Muse detain , Whose fragrant forests bloom in Waller's strain , Where breathing fweets from every field afcend , And the wild woods with golden apples bend . Yet let me in fome odorous fhade repose , Whilst in my verse the fair palmetto ...
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... Muse experienc'd dangers fings ! Not that I wander from my native home , And ( tempting perils ) foreign cities roam . Let Paris be the theme of Gallia's Muse , Where Slavery treads the ftreets in wooden fhoes .. Nor do I rove in ...
... Muse experienc'd dangers fings ! Not that I wander from my native home , And ( tempting perils ) foreign cities roam . Let Paris be the theme of Gallia's Muse , Where Slavery treads the ftreets in wooden fhoes .. Nor do I rove in ...
Términos y frases comunes
ACIS AND GALATEA Alcmena arms beneath Blouzelind bluſhes boaſts bofom breaſt charms Cloacina cloſe coach crouds dame damfel defcend diftant ECLOGUE EPISTLE erft Ev'n eyes fafe faid fair fame fate fatire feems feen feven fhade fhall fhepherd fhine fhoes fhould fide Fidelio fighs filver fing firſt fkies flain flame fleep flies flowers foft fome fong foon forrow foul ftand ftill ftrains ftreams ftreets fuch fudden fung fure fwain fweet fwelling Galanthis Goddeſs grace guife hand heart Iolaus laft LOBBIN CLOUT loft Lubberkin maid Molly Mufe Muſe muſt ne'er night numbers nymph o'er paffion pafs plain pleaſure praiſe prefent pride purſue Quadrille raiſe rife rofe roſe round ſhall ſhe ſhine ſkies ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtep ſtill ſwain tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou trembling Twas verfe VIRG whofe Whoſe youth
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Página 256 - Susan, Susan, lovely dear. My vows shall ever true remain; Let me kiss off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change, as ye list, ye winds; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.
Página 255 - So the sweet lark, high poised in air, Shuts close his pinions to his breast, (If chance his mate's shrill call he hear,) And drops at once into her nest. The noblest...
Página 7 - To frame the little animal, provide All the gay hues that wait on female pride : Let Nature guide thee ; sometimes golden wire The shining bellies of the fly require ; The peacock's plumes thy tackle must not fail, Nor the dear purchase of the sable's tail. Each gaudy bird some slender tribute brings, And lends the growing insect proper wings...
Página 281 - Almighty word obey'd, Thou wert ; and when the subterraneous flame Shall burst its prison, and devour this frame, From angry Heaven when the keen lightning flies, When fervent heat dissolves the melting skies, Thou still shalt be ; still as thou wert before, And know no change, when time shall be no more. O endless thought ! divine Eternity ! The immortal soul shares but a part of thee ; For thou wert present when our life began, When the warm dust shot up in breathing man.
Página 10 - Around the steel no tortur'd worm shall twine, No blood of living insect stain my line : Let me, less cruel, cast the feather'd hook With pliant rod athwart the pebbled brook, Silent along the mazy margin stray, And with the fur-wrought fly delude the prey.
Página 138 - Cross not with venturous step ; there oft is found The lurking thief, who, while the daylight shone, Made the walls echo with his begging tone : That crutch, which late compassion mov'd, shall wound Thy bleeding head, and fell thee to the ground.
Página 8 - When he with fruitless pain hath skimm'd the brook, And the coy fish rejects the skipping hook, He shakes the boughs that on the margin grow, Which o'er the stream a waving forest throw; When, if an insect fall (his certain guide), He gently takes him from the whirling tide; Examines well his form, with curious eyes, His gaudy vest, his wings, his horns and size.
Página 256 - If to fair India's coast we sail, Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright ; Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale, Thy skin is ivory so white. Thus every beauteous object that I view, Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. " Though battle call me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; Though cannons roar, yet, safe from harms, William shall to his dear return. Love turns aside the balls that round me fly. Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye...
Página 128 - Yet Burlington's fair palace still remains ; Beauty within, without proportion, reigns. Beneath his eye declining art revives, The wall with animated picture lives ; There Handel strikes the strings, the melting strain Transports the soul, and thrills through every vein ; There oft I enter, (but with cleaner shoes,) For Burlington's belov'd by every Muse.
Página 127 - Lifts up his eyes, and hasts to beggar more. Where the brass knocker, wrapt in flannel band, Forbids the thunder of the footman's hand ; Th...