Medulla poetarum romanorum, The most beautiful and instructive passages of the Roman poets, 2. kötetD. Midwinter, A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, J. and J. Pemberton, R. Ware, C. Rivington, F. Clay, J. Batley and J. Wood, A. Ward, J. and P. Knapton, T. Longman, and R. Hett, 1737 |
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529. oldal - Look round the habitable World, how few Know their own Good : or knowing it, purfue. How void of Reafon are our Hopes and Fears! What, in the Conduft of our Life, appears So well defign'd, fo luckily begun, But, when we have our Wifli, we wifh undone
459. oldal - and the Tyrant's Crimes.! That Blood, thofe Murders, O, ye Gods, replace On his own Head, and on his impious Race! The Living and the Dead, at his Command, Were coupled, Face to Face, and Hand to Hand : Till choak'd with Stench, in loath'd Embraces ty'd, The ling'ring Wretches pin'd away, and dy'd.
281. oldal - thy Fortune to the Pow'rs above : Leave them to manage for thee, and to grant What their unerring Wifdom fees thee Want : In Goodnefs as in Greatnefs they excell : Ah ! that we lov'd Ourfelves but half
21. oldal - Hundred to fix hundred more ? Indulge, and to thy Genius freely give : For, not to live at Eafe, is not to live. Death ftalks behind Thee, and each flying Hour Does fome loofe Remnant of thy Life devour. Live, while thou liv'ft : for Death will make Us all A
397. oldal - Ages hence, (For Ufe will father what's begot by Senfe.) Pour the full Tide of Eloquence along, Serenely pure, and yet divinely ftrong, Rich with the Treafures of each foreign Tongue. Prune the Luxuriant, the Uncouth refine, But
69. oldal - A Creature of a more exalted Kind "Was wanting yet, and then was Man defign'd ; Confcious of Thought, of more capacious Breait, For Empire form'd, and fit to rule the reft, Whether with Particles of
37. oldal - Sneez'd again, and all the Crowd Of Little Loves that waited by Bow*d, and blefs'd the Augury. This good Omen, thus from Heav'n, Like a happy Signal giv'n, Their Loves and Lives, all four, embrace, And Hand in Hand run all the Race. To poor Septimius, (who did now Nothing
32. oldal - Sepibus in noftris parvam te rofcida mala, (Dux ego vefter eram) vidi cum matre legentem : Alter ab undecimo turn me jam ceperat annus : Jam fragiles poteram a terra contingere ramos. Ut vidi! ut perii! ut me malus abftulit error!
459. oldal - Great Father of the Gods, when for our Crimes, Thou fend'ft fome heavy Judgment on the Times: Some Tyrant-King, the Terror of his Age, The Type, and true Vicegerent of thy Rage ; Thus punifh him :—Set Virtue in his Sight, "With all her Charms adorn'd, with all her Graces bright: But
397. oldal - He who to feem more deep than You or I, Extols old Bards, or Merlin's Prophecy, Miftake him not: he envies, not admires, And to debafe the Sons exalts the Sires. Had