The Works of John Sheffield: Earl of Mulgrave, Marquis of Normanby, and Duke of Buckingham ...J.B. [i.e. John Barber] and sold, 1729 - 400 oldal |
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viii. oldal
... fhould be written , or how a Tragedy fhould be " contriv'd and manag'd , in better Verse , and with " more Judgment , than I cou'd teach others . " I gave the unknown Author his due Commen- " dation , I must confefs : But who can answer ...
... fhould be written , or how a Tragedy fhould be " contriv'd and manag'd , in better Verse , and with " more Judgment , than I cou'd teach others . " I gave the unknown Author his due Commen- " dation , I must confefs : But who can answer ...
7. oldal
... fhould freely give ; Yielding unwillingly what Heav'n will have , Their Fears eclipse the Glory of their Grave : Before thy Face they make indecent Moan , And feel a hundred Deaths in fearing one ; Thy Flame becomes unhallow'd in their ...
... fhould freely give ; Yielding unwillingly what Heav'n will have , Their Fears eclipse the Glory of their Grave : Before thy Face they make indecent Moan , And feel a hundred Deaths in fearing one ; Thy Flame becomes unhallow'd in their ...
25. oldal
... fhould only fing to you , And , as you walk , that every Tree fhould bow ; Expect those Statues as you pass should burn ; And that with Wonder Men fhould Statues turn ; Such Beauty is enough to give things Life , But not to make a ...
... fhould only fing to you , And , as you walk , that every Tree fhould bow ; Expect those Statues as you pass should burn ; And that with Wonder Men fhould Statues turn ; Such Beauty is enough to give things Life , But not to make a ...
34. oldal
... fhould not here your Fancy take From fuch a pleafing State , Were you not fure at last to wake , And find your Fault too late . Then learn betimes , the Love which crowns Our Cares , is all but Wiles ; Compos'd of falfe fantastick ...
... fhould not here your Fancy take From fuch a pleafing State , Were you not fure at last to wake , And find your Fault too late . Then learn betimes , the Love which crowns Our Cares , is all but Wiles ; Compos'd of falfe fantastick ...
62. oldal
... ftrike , All our Senfes pleas'd alike . But fo pure a White and Red , Never , never , can be said : What are Words in fuch a cafe ? What is Paint to fuch a Face ? How How fhould either Art avail us ? Fancy here itself 62 SONGS AND VERSES .
... ftrike , All our Senfes pleas'd alike . But fo pure a White and Red , Never , never , can be said : What are Words in fuch a cafe ? What is Paint to fuch a Face ? How How fhould either Art avail us ? Fancy here itself 62 SONGS AND VERSES .
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295. oldal - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
297. oldal - O, now you weep; and I perceive you feel The dint of pity: these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded?
295. oldal - Caesar loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men ; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad. 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs ; For if you should, O, what would come of it ! 4 Cit.
231. oldal - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
229. oldal - We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he...
229. oldal - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life; but for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
297. oldal - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii: Look, in this place ran Cassius...
102. oldal - I as wife as many of my fex : But time and you may bolder thoughts infpire ; And I, perhaps, may yield to your defire.
99. oldal - I shou'd upbraid your treachery, You make a merit of that crime to me. Yet grant you were to faithful love inclin'd, Your weary Trojans wait but for a wind. Should you prevail; while I...
138. oldal - tis a bold pretence To judgment, breeding, wit, and eloquence : Nay more ; for they muft look within, to find Thofe fecret turns of nature in the mind : Without this part, in vain would be the whole, And but a body all, without a foul.