Original Poems and Translations, Volume 2J. and R. Tonson, 1743 - English poetry |
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... stay ; Th ' admiring Throng divide , to give him way : He pafs'd through every Street , by which he came , And at the Gate he met the mournful Dame . His Wife beheld him , and with eager pace Flew to his Arms , to meet a dear Embrace ...
... stay ; Th ' admiring Throng divide , to give him way : He pafs'd through every Street , by which he came , And at the Gate he met the mournful Dame . His Wife beheld him , and with eager pace Flew to his Arms , to meet a dear Embrace ...
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... stay , But lac'd his Crefted Helm , and strode away . His lovely Confort to her House return'd , And looking often back in filence mourn'd : Home when she came , her fecret Woe fhe vents , And fills the Palace with her loud Laments ...
... stay , But lac'd his Crefted Helm , and strode away . His lovely Confort to her House return'd , And looking often back in filence mourn'd : Home when she came , her fecret Woe fhe vents , And fills the Palace with her loud Laments ...
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... stay : Renown faid , Run ; the glitt'ring Bribe cry'd , Hold ; The Man might have been hang'd , but for his Gold . Yet fome fuppofe ' twas Love ( fome few indeed ) That stopt the fatal fury of her speed : . She faw , fhe figh'd ; her ...
... stay : Renown faid , Run ; the glitt'ring Bribe cry'd , Hold ; The Man might have been hang'd , but for his Gold . Yet fome fuppofe ' twas Love ( fome few indeed ) That stopt the fatal fury of her speed : . She faw , fhe figh'd ; her ...
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... stay ; The breathless Wretch , fo made by you , furvey : Some cruel Pleasure will from thence arise , To view the mighty ravage of your Eyes . I wish ( but oh ! my wifh is vain , I fear ) The kind Oblation of a falling Tear : Then loose ...
... stay ; The breathless Wretch , fo made by you , furvey : Some cruel Pleasure will from thence arise , To view the mighty ravage of your Eyes . I wish ( but oh ! my wifh is vain , I fear ) The kind Oblation of a falling Tear : Then loose ...
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... stay , Why dost thou with for more to fquander still ? If Life be grown a load , a real Ill , And I would all thy Cares and Labours end , Lay down thy burden , Fool , and know thy Friend . To please thee , I have empty'd all my Store ...
... stay , Why dost thou with for more to fquander still ? If Life be grown a load , a real Ill , And I would all thy Cares and Labours end , Lay down thy burden , Fool , and know thy Friend . To please thee , I have empty'd all my Store ...
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Page 223 - So much the sweetness of your manners move, We cannot envy you, because we love. Fabius might joy in Scipio, when he saw A beardless consul made against the law, And join his suffrage to the votes of Rome, Though he with Hannibal was overcome.
Page 95 - When we are come thus far, it is time to look into ourselves ; to conform our genius to his, to give his thought either the same turn, if our tongue will bear it, or if not, to vary but the dress, not to alter or destroy the substance.
Page 327 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began ; When Nature underneath a heap Of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high, Arise, ye more than dead. Then cold and hot and moist and dry In order to their stations leap, And Music's power obey. From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of...
Page 314 - Meantime, her warlike brother on the seas His waving streamers to the winds displays, And vows for his return with vain devotion pays. Ah, generous youth ! that wish forbear, The winds too soon will waft thee here ! Slack all thy sails, and fear to come ; Alas ! thou knowst not, thou art wrecked at home.
Page 74 - tis grateful to the rich to try A short vicissitude, and fit of poverty : A savoury dish, a homely treat, Where all is plain, where all is neat, Without the stately spacious room, The Persian carpet, or the Tyrian loom, Clear up the cloudy foreheads of the great v.
Page 95 - ... poesie is of so subtle a spirit, that in pouring out of one language into another, it will all evaporate; and if a new spirit" be not added in the transfusion, there will remain nothing but a caput mortuum...
Page 76 - What is't to me, Who never sail in her unfaithful sea, If storms arise, and clouds grow black ; , If the mast split, and threaten wreck ? Then let the greedy merchant fear For his ill-gotten gain ; And pray to gods that will not hear, While the debating winds and billows bear His wealth into the main.
Page 8 - ... that verse commonly which they call golden, or two substantives and two adjectives, with a verb betwixt them to keep the peace.
Page 6 - Thus difficult it is to understand the purity of English, and critically to discern not only good writers from bad, and a proper style from a corrupt, but also to distinguish that which is pure in a good author from that which is vicious and corrupt in him.
Page 336 - She cast not back a pitying eye: But left her lover in despair To sigh, to languish, and to die: Ah ! how can those fair eyes endure To give the wounds they will not cure ? Great God of Love, why hast thou made A face that can all hearts command, That all religions can invade, And change the laws of every land?