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... Chanticleer ; So hight her cock , whofe finging did furpass The merry notes of organs at the mass . More certain was the crowing of the cock To number hours , than is an abbey - clock ; And fooner than the mattin - bell was rung , He ...
... Chanticleer ; So hight her cock , whofe finging did furpass The merry notes of organs at the mass . More certain was the crowing of the cock To number hours , than is an abbey - clock ; And fooner than the mattin - bell was rung , He ...
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... Chanticleer , Never was fhrovetide cock in fuch a fear , Ev'n ftill I run all over in a sweat , My princely fenfes not recover'd yet . For fuch a dream I had of dire portent , That much I fear my body will be fhent : It bodes I fhall ...
... Chanticleer , Never was fhrovetide cock in fuch a fear , Ev'n ftill I run all over in a sweat , My princely fenfes not recover'd yet . For fuch a dream I had of dire portent , That much I fear my body will be fhent : It bodes I fhall ...
Page 153
... Chanticleer went ftrutting out before , With royal courage , and with heart so light , As fhew'd he fcorn'd the vifions of the night . Now roaming in the yard he spurn'd the ground , And gave to Partlet the first grain he found . Then ...
... Chanticleer went ftrutting out before , With royal courage , and with heart so light , As fhew'd he fcorn'd the vifions of the night . Now roaming in the yard he spurn'd the ground , And gave to Partlet the first grain he found . Then ...
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... : And ev❜n this day in more delight abound , Than , fince I was an egg , I ever found . The time fhall come when Chanticleer fhall wifh His words 3 The 354 DRYDEN'S POEM S .. Then often feather'd her with wanton play, ...
... : And ev❜n this day in more delight abound , Than , fince I was an egg , I ever found . The time fhall come when Chanticleer fhall wifh His words 3 The 354 DRYDEN'S POEM S .. Then often feather'd her with wanton play, ...
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... Chanticleer his wicked fancy bent : And in his high imagination caft , By ftratagem to gratify his taste . The plot contriv'd , before the break of day , } Saint Reynard through the hedge had made his way § The pale was next , but ...
... Chanticleer his wicked fancy bent : And in his high imagination caft , By ftratagem to gratify his taste . The plot contriv'd , before the break of day , } Saint Reynard through the hedge had made his way § The pale was next , but ...
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Page 43 - I will only say that it was not for this noble Knight that I drew the plan of an epic poem on King Arthur in my preface to the translation of Juvenal. The Guardian Angels of Kingdoms were machines too ponderous for him to manage...
Page 242 - He wander'd on, unknowing where he went Lost in the wood, and all on love intent : The Day already half his race had run, And summon'd him to due repast at noon, But Love could feel no hunger but lu's own.
Page 93 - Twas all it had, for windows there were none. The gate was adamant; eternal frame! Which, hew'd by Mars himself, from Indian quarries came, The labour of a god; and all along Tough iron plates were clench 'd to make it strong.
Page 298 - A creature of a more exalted kind Was wanting yet, and then was Man design'd ; Conscious of thought, of more capacious breast, For empire form'd, and fit to rule the rest...
Page 43 - I have pleaded guilty to all thoughts and expressions of mine, which can be truly argued of obscenity, profaneness, or immorality ; and retract them. If he be my enemy, let him triumph ; if he be my friend, as I have given him no personal occasion to be otherwise, he will be glad of my repentance.
Page 26 - One of our late great poets is sunk in his reputation because he could never forgive any conceit which came in his way; but swept like a drag-net great and small.
Page 66 - Till each with mortal hate his rival view'd; Now friends no more, nor walking hand in hand; But when they met, they made a surly stand; And glared like angry lions as they pass'd, And wish'd that every look might be their last.
Page 239 - This noble youth to madness loved a dame Of high degree, Honoria was her name : Fair as the fairest, but of haughty mind, And fiercer than became so soft a kind ; Proud of her birth, (for equal she had none) The rest she scorn'd; but hated him alone.
Page 32 - May I have leave to do myself the justice (since my enemies will do me none, and are so far from granting me to be a good poet, that they will not allow me so much as to be a Christian, or a moral man), may I have leave, I say...
Page 132 - The attentive, audience, thus his will declared: The Cause and Spring of motion, from above, Hung down on earth the golden chain of Love: Great was the effect, and high was his intent, When peace among the jarring seeds he sent.