Poems on Affairs of State from the Time of Oliver Cromwell to the Abdication of K. James the Second [continued to 1707, 4. kötet1707 |
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21. oldal
... kiss , Pafs by what's amifs , And we fhall fhake hands , Sir , with France . Thus the Tools of the Age Shall quickly grow Sage , When they cant of their Union and Peace , Sir- ; This will Union convey The true Catholick way , And the ...
... kiss , Pafs by what's amifs , And we fhall fhake hands , Sir , with France . Thus the Tools of the Age Shall quickly grow Sage , When they cant of their Union and Peace , Sir- ; This will Union convey The true Catholick way , And the ...
67. oldal
... kiss black Dicky's hand ; Dicky the black , whofe great and favorite Name Is known as far as that of Nottingham ; Dicky who to the Church was ever kind , ( Friend . ' Thrice fhook his Hand , thrice fwore he'd be his Slighted , contemn'd ...
... kiss black Dicky's hand ; Dicky the black , whofe great and favorite Name Is known as far as that of Nottingham ; Dicky who to the Church was ever kind , ( Friend . ' Thrice fhook his Hand , thrice fwore he'd be his Slighted , contemn'd ...
157. oldal
... Kiss , Who therefore angry , feems to part in funder , Swelling on either fide to want his Blifs , Between whose Hills her Head intombed is ; Where like a virtuous Monument she lies , To be admir'd of leud unhallowed Eyes . Without the ...
... Kiss , Who therefore angry , feems to part in funder , Swelling on either fide to want his Blifs , Between whose Hills her Head intombed is ; Where like a virtuous Monument she lies , To be admir'd of leud unhallowed Eyes . Without the ...
189. oldal
... kiss the Turrets bow'd . A thousand lamentable Objects there , In fcorn of Nature , Art gave lifeless Life : Many a dire Drop feem'd a weeping Tear , Shed for the flaughter'd Husband by the Wife . The red Blood reek'd to fhew the ...
... kiss the Turrets bow'd . A thousand lamentable Objects there , In fcorn of Nature , Art gave lifeless Life : Many a dire Drop feem'd a weeping Tear , Shed for the flaughter'd Husband by the Wife . The red Blood reek'd to fhew the ...
205. oldal
... Kisses . And yet not cloy thy Lips with loath'd Satiety , But rather famish them amid their Plenty , Making them red and pale with fresh Variety : Ten Kiffes fhort as one , one long as twenty . A Summer's Day will feem an Hour but fort ...
... Kisses . And yet not cloy thy Lips with loath'd Satiety , But rather famish them amid their Plenty , Making them red and pale with fresh Variety : Ten Kiffes fhort as one , one long as twenty . A Summer's Day will feem an Hour but fort ...
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againſt Arms bafe Bavaria Beauty Becauſe beſt Blood boaſt Breaſt Caufe Cauſe Charms Church Clodio Colatine Cycnus Death Defire Deſigns doth e'er elfe ev'ry Eyes fafe faid fair falfe Fame Fate fear feem felf fhall fhew fhining fhould fight fince fing firft firſt flain Foes fome foon France Friends ftand ftill fuch fure fweet Grace Grief hath Heart Heav'n himſelf Honour juft Kifs King laft laſt Laws lefs leud loft Lord Love Lucrece Luft Meaſures mighty moſt Mufe muft muſt ne'er never Night Numbers o'er Peace PHILANDER pleaſe Pleaſure poor Pow'r Praiſe prefent Prieſt Prince Publick quoth fhe raiſe Reaſon reft Reign rife Rome Satyr ſeen Senfe ſhall ſhe Soul Spain ſtand ſtill ſtood ſtrong Tarquin thee thefe themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro Throne Tutty Twas Vertue Whigs Whilft whofe Whoſe Wife worfe wou'd
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226. oldal - By this, poor Wat, far off upon a hill, Stands on his hinder legs with listening ear, To hearken if his foes pursue him still ; Anon their loud alarums he doth hear -• And now his grief may be compared well To one sore sick that hears the passingbell.
189. oldal - Achilles' image stood his spear Grip'd in an armed hand; himself behind Was left unseen, save to the eye of mind: A hand, a foot, a face, a leg, a head, Stood for the whole to be imagined.
372. oldal - And as the Indies were not found, before Those rich perfumes, which, from the happy shore. The winds upon their balmy wings convey...
230. oldal - With this he breaketh from the sweet embrace Of those fair arms which bound him to her breast, And homeward through the dark laund runs apace; Leaves Love upon her back, deeply distress'd. Look how a bright star shooteth from the sky, So glides he in the night from Venus...
373. oldal - Peace is not freed from labour, but from noise ; And war more force, but not more pains employs...
50. oldal - Mov'd in the orb, pleas'd with the chimes, The foolish creature thinks he climbs: But here or there, turn wood or wire, He never gets two inches higher. So fares it with those merry blades, That frisk it under Pindus' shades. In noble songs, and lofty odes, They tread on stars, and talk with gods; Still dancing in an airy round, Still pleas'd with their own verses' sound ; Brought back, how fast soe'er they go, Always aspiring, always low.
371. oldal - So in this hemifphere our utmoft view Is only bounded by our king and you : Our fight is limited where you are join'd, And beyond that no farther heaven can find.
190. oldal - Why should the private pleasure of some one Become the public plague of many moe? Let sin, alone committed, light alone Upon his head that hath transgressed so...