Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to Churchill ...J. Bell, 1787 |
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27. oldal
... head " A poniard hung but by a single thread ? * " Love's banquets are extravagantly sweet , " And either kill or surfeit all that eat , " Who , when the sated appetite is tir'd , 245 250 258 260 " Ev'n loath the thoughts of what they ...
... head " A poniard hung but by a single thread ? * " Love's banquets are extravagantly sweet , " And either kill or surfeit all that eat , " Who , when the sated appetite is tir'd , 245 250 258 260 " Ev'n loath the thoughts of what they ...
29. oldal
... heads 310 High in the air , to view the neighb'ring meads , Where vulgar lovers spend their happy days In rustic dancing and delightful plays : But while I gaz'd with admiration round , I heard from far celestial music sound ; So soft ...
... heads 310 High in the air , to view the neighb'ring meads , Where vulgar lovers spend their happy days In rustic dancing and delightful plays : But while I gaz'd with admiration round , I heard from far celestial music sound ; So soft ...
48. oldal
... head , Cry'd , " Oh ! Cosmelia ; oh ! Celestia's dead . " 30 36 40 STREPH . Something was meant by that ill - bo- Of the prophetic raven from the oak , [ ding croak Which straight by lightning was in shivers broke ; But we our mischief ...
... head , Cry'd , " Oh ! Cosmelia ; oh ! Celestia's dead . " 30 36 40 STREPH . Something was meant by that ill - bo- Of the prophetic raven from the oak , [ ding croak Which straight by lightning was in shivers broke ; But we our mischief ...
53. oldal
... head , Tell your astonish'd springs Celestia's dead ! Cos . Well have you sung , in an exalted strain , The fairest nymph e'er grac'd the British plain . Who knows but some officious angel may Your grateful numbers to her ears convey ...
... head , Tell your astonish'd springs Celestia's dead ! Cos . Well have you sung , in an exalted strain , The fairest nymph e'er grac'd the British plain . Who knows but some officious angel may Your grateful numbers to her ears convey ...
70. oldal
... heads . What sure , what certain mark have we to know The right or wrong ' twixt Burgess , Wake , and Howe ? Should untun'd Nature crave the medic art , 80 What health can that contentious tribe impart ? 85 Ev'ry physician writes a diff ...
... heads . What sure , what certain mark have we to know The right or wrong ' twixt Burgess , Wake , and Howe ? Should untun'd Nature crave the medic art , 80 What health can that contentious tribe impart ? 85 Ev'ry physician writes a diff ...
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Achilles Amyntas arms beauteous beauty behold blefs'd breaſt bright Cephalus charms Congreve death defire Delia delight dread earth eaſe eternal Ev'n ev'ry eyes face facred faid fair fame fate fear feem fhall fhining fhould fhows fighs fing fire firft firſt flain flame flow'rs foft fome fong foon forrows ftill fuch fure give goddeſs gods grace grief heart Heav'n heav'nly himſelf honour huſband immortal Jove laft LAMENTATION lefs light live lov'd lover lyre maid mighty mind moft mortal moſt mourn Mufe muft Muſe muſt ne'er numbers nymph o'er Otreus paffion pain peace Phrygia Pindar pleafing pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe Priam Procris purſues raiſe ſhall ſhe ſhow ſkies ſkill soul ſtate ſtill tears tender thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thought thro Thucydides Tithonus verfe verſe vex'd weep whofe whoſe wretched youth
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23. oldal - Baboons and apes ridiculous we find; For what ? for ill refembling humankind. " None are for being what they are in fault, " But for not being what they would be thought." Thus I, dear Friend! to you my thoughts impart, As to one perfect in the Pleafing art;
145. oldal - Let not her years exceed, if equal thine, For women past their vigour soon decline. Her fortune competent; and if thy sight Can reach so far, take care 'tis gather'd right. If thine's enough, then her's may be the less: Do not aspire to riches in excess; For that which makes our lives delightful prove,
13. oldal - Give life an edge so keen, no surly care Would venture to assault my soul, or dare Near my retreat, to hide one secret snare. But so divine, so noble, a repast I'd seldom, and with moderation taste; 135
67. oldal - all that heav'n of beauty come! And muft Paftora moulder in the tomb! Ah, Death! more fierce and unrelenting far Than wildeft wolves or favage tigers are; With lambs and flieep their hungers are appeas'd, But ravenous Death the
37. oldal - he fits upon, Whofe memory of found is long fince gone, And purpofely annihilated for his throne; Beneath two foft tranfparent clouds do meet, In which he feems to fink his fofter feet; A melancholy thought, condens'd to air, Stol'n from a lover in defpair, Like a thin mantle
109. oldal - and laid his paffion ; The fhepherd ceas'd reviling, And fung this recantation. PALINODE. " How engaging, how endearing, '* Is a lover's pain and care! ** And what joy the nymph's appearing " After abfence or defpair! " Women wife increafe defiring, •* By contriving kind delays, " And advancing or retiring, " All they mean is more to pleafe.
140. oldal - A thorny bramble pricks her tender breast; In warbling melody she spends the night, And moves at once compassion and delight. No choice had e'er so happy an event But he that made it did that choice repent. So weak's our judgment, and so short's our
13. oldal - Courage to look bold Danger in the face; No fear, but only to be proud or base ; Quick to advise, by an emergence prest, 115 To give good counsel, or to take the best: I'd have th'expression of her thoughts be such, She might not seem reserv'd, nor talk too much ; That shews a want of judgment and of sense ; More than enough is but impertinence:
91. oldal - authors, too, by their fuccefs of late, Begin to think third days are out of date. What can the caufe be that our plays wont keep, Unlefs they have a rot fome years, like fheep.' For our parts, we confefs we're quite afham'd To read fuch weekly bills of poets damn'd.
112. oldal - In whom there are the least remains Of piety or fear, His tribute brings of joyful sacrifice, For pardon prays, and for protection flies: Nay, the inanimate creation give, By prompt obedience to his word, Instinctive honour to their Lord, And shame the thinking world who in