The Poetical Works of Samuel Johnson, ..George Kearsley, 1789 - 212 oldal |
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11. oldal
... please , and ready to fubmit , The fupple Gaul was born a parafite : Still to his int'reft true , where - e'er he goes , Wit , brav'ry , worth , his lavish tongue bestows ; In ev'ry face a thousand graces fhine , From ev'ry tongue flows ...
... please , and ready to fubmit , The fupple Gaul was born a parafite : Still to his int'reft true , where - e'er he goes , Wit , brav'ry , worth , his lavish tongue bestows ; In ev'ry face a thousand graces fhine , From ev'ry tongue flows ...
26. oldal
... please , And rights fubmitted , left him none to seize . At length his fov'reign frowns the train of ftate - Mark the keen glance , and watch the fign to hate . Where'er he turns he meets a stranger's eye , His fuppliants fcorn him ...
... please , And rights fubmitted , left him none to seize . At length his fov'reign frowns the train of ftate - Mark the keen glance , and watch the fign to hate . Where'er he turns he meets a stranger's eye , His fuppliants fcorn him ...
32. oldal
... please no more ; Now pall the tastelefs meats , and joyless wines , And Luxury with fighs her slave refigns . Approach , ye minstrels , try the foothing ftrain , And yield the tuneful lenitives of pain : No founds , alas , would touch ...
... please no more ; Now pall the tastelefs meats , and joyless wines , And Luxury with fighs her slave refigns . Approach , ye minstrels , try the foothing ftrain , And yield the tuneful lenitives of pain : No founds , alas , would touch ...
40. oldal
... please , yet not asham'd to fail . He fcorns the meek addrefs , the suppliant ftrain , With merit needless , and without it vain . In Reason , Nature , Truth he dares to truft : Ye Fops be filent ! and ye Wits be just ! EPILOGUE ...
... please , yet not asham'd to fail . He fcorns the meek addrefs , the suppliant ftrain , With merit needless , and without it vain . In Reason , Nature , Truth he dares to truft : Ye Fops be filent ! and ye Wits be just ! EPILOGUE ...
41. oldal
... please his fancy , - fee no other man Let him perfuade me to it if he can : Befides , he has fifty wives ; and who can bear To have the fiftieth part her paltry share ? ' Tis true , the fellow's handsome , ftraight , and tall But how ...
... please his fancy , - fee no other man Let him perfuade me to it if he can : Befides , he has fifty wives ; and who can bear To have the fiftieth part her paltry share ? ' Tis true , the fellow's handsome , ftraight , and tall But how ...
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ABDALLA Afpafia Anacreon ASPASIA Baffa beauty Behold bluſh bofom breaſt CALI CARAZA cauſe charms conqueft crimes death defcend deftruction DEMETRIUS doom dread ev'ry eyes facred fair fame fatal fate fcorn fear fecret fhades fhall fhine fhould fighs filent fink flaves flight fmiles foes foft folly fome fons forrow foul friendſhip ftill fuch fword glitt'ring greatneſs Greece guilt HASAN hear heart heav'n hope hour IRENE Irene's joys juft juftice kings laft laſt LEONTIUS MAHOMET maid maze of fate Muft MURZA muſt MUSTAPHA o'er paffion peace pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe prefs pride purſue rage raiſe reafon reign rife Rio verde SATIRE OF JUVENAL ſcarce SCENE SCENE ſcenes ſchemes ſhade ſhake ſhall ſhare ſhine ſhow ſkies ſky ſpeed ſpread ſtage ſtate Stella ſtill Sultan thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thouſand toil tongue tow'r Tranflation treaſure Turkiſh tyrant virtue voice wealth whofe wiſh woes
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30. oldal - But did not Chance at length her error mend? Did no subverted empire mark his end? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound ? Or hostile millions press him to the ground? His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
35. oldal - Enquirer, cease, petitions yet remain, Which heav'n may hear, nor deem religion vain. Still raise for good the supplicating voice, But leave to heav'n the measure and the choice, Safe in his pow'r, whose eyes discern afar The secret ambush of a specious pray'r.
28. oldal - Till captive Science yields her last retreat; Should Reason guide thee with her brightest ray, And pour on misty Doubt resistless day; Should no false kindness lure to loose delight, Nor praise relax, nor difficulty fright; Should tempting...
25. oldal - To better features yields the frame of gold; For now no more we trace in ev'ry line Heroic worth, benevolence divine: The form distorted justifies the fall, And Detestation rids th
190. oldal - Ah ! let not Censure term our fate our choice, The stage but echoes back the public voice ; The drama's laws, the drama's patrons give, For we that live to please, must please to live.
26. oldal - In full-blown dignity, see Wolsey stand, Law in his voice, and fortune in his hand : To him the church, the realm, their pow'rs consign. Through him the rays of regal bounty shine, Turn'd by his nod the stream of honour flows, His smile alone security bestows...
22. oldal - LET observation with extensive view, Survey mankind, from China to Peru ; Remark each anxious toil, each eager strife, And watch the busy scenes of crowded life...
200. oldal - The busy day, the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by; His frame was firm — his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold gradations of decay, Death broke at once the vital chain, And freed his soul the nearest way.
192. oldal - With cool submission joins the labouring train, And social sorrow loses half its pain : Our anxious Bard, without complaint, may share This bustling season's epidemic care, Like...
31. oldal - ... which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale. All times their scenes of pompous woes afford, From Persia's tyrant to Bavaria's lord.