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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2. oldal
... Dead . Or will it agree with their Blenheim Addrefs , Of Speeches and Verfes fent Poft from the Prefs ; Out - running poor Cambridg in Loyal Pretence , And before her in Hafte , as behind her in Senfe ? Will not this make their Poetry ...
... Dead . Or will it agree with their Blenheim Addrefs , Of Speeches and Verfes fent Poft from the Prefs ; Out - running poor Cambridg in Loyal Pretence , And before her in Hafte , as behind her in Senfe ? Will not this make their Poetry ...
13. oldal
... dead , Not touch his Soul with Fear . From this the Grecian Glory rofe , By this the Romans aw'd their Foes , Of this their Poets fing ; These were the Paths the Heroes trod , These Arts made Hercules a God , And great Naffáu a King ...
... dead , Not touch his Soul with Fear . From this the Grecian Glory rofe , By this the Romans aw'd their Foes , Of this their Poets fing ; These were the Paths the Heroes trod , These Arts made Hercules a God , And great Naffáu a King ...
15. oldal
... dead Pinch , And means to play the Devil with the French ; With Mb known far and near , For Great Atchievements fam'd in War ; Who's wifely march'd the Lord knows where , With Troops as good as ever fought , Full fifty thousand Men ...
... dead Pinch , And means to play the Devil with the French ; With Mb known far and near , For Great Atchievements fam'd in War ; Who's wifely march'd the Lord knows where , With Troops as good as ever fought , Full fifty thousand Men ...
35. oldal
... dead . Thou to thy Beauty fhalt again return , Smile like a Cherub , like a Seraph burn . But Oh ! Expect what the three Children bore , A Fire that's Seven times hotter than before , And all Fanatick Rage can practise more . Yet thou ...
... dead . Thou to thy Beauty fhalt again return , Smile like a Cherub , like a Seraph burn . But Oh ! Expect what the three Children bore , A Fire that's Seven times hotter than before , And all Fanatick Rage can practise more . Yet thou ...
58. oldal
... is a Lord Juftice as well as the Nine . VV The Prophecy , 1703 . Hen Great Naffau is dead and gone , That Hero of the British Throne , Whofe Equal never will be known . 2 . When Rogues bare - fac'd appear in Packs 2 . 38 POEMS on.
... is a Lord Juftice as well as the Nine . VV The Prophecy , 1703 . Hen Great Naffau is dead and gone , That Hero of the British Throne , Whofe Equal never will be known . 2 . When Rogues bare - fac'd appear in Packs 2 . 38 POEMS on.
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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...