The Works of the British Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, 6. kötetJohn & Arthur Arch; and for Bell & Bradfute, and J. Mundell & Company Edinburgh, 1795 - 1157 oldal |
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... d fword he draws ; The fame the courage , and the fame the cause . His youth and age , his life and death , com ... force of nature could no further go ; To make a third , the join'd the former two . B.Low this marble monument is laid All ...
... d fword he draws ; The fame the courage , and the fame the cause . His youth and age , his life and death , com ... force of nature could no further go ; To make a third , the join'd the former two . B.Low this marble monument is laid All ...
324. oldal
... He flood confidering , and furvey'd his lance ; Doubts if he wielded not a ... former deeds , To fome new trial of his force proceeds . He chofe Menætes ... no defence in his bor'd arms is found . But on his file fh no wound or blood is ...
... He flood confidering , and furvey'd his lance ; Doubts if he wielded not a ... former deeds , To fome new trial of his force proceeds . He chofe Menætes ... no defence in his bor'd arms is found . But on his file fh no wound or blood is ...
557. oldal
... May we , remote From the hoarfe , brazen found of war , enjoy Our humid products , and with feemly draughts Enkindle mirth and hofpitable love . Too oft , alas ! has mutual hatred drench'd Our fwords in native blood ; too oft has pride ...
... May we , remote From the hoarfe , brazen found of war , enjoy Our humid products , and with feemly draughts Enkindle mirth and hofpitable love . Too oft , alas ! has mutual hatred drench'd Our fwords in native blood ; too oft has pride ...
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againſt arms beauty becauſe beſt bleft blood breaſt caft caufe cauſe charms death defire Ev'n eyes facred fafe faid fair falfe fame fate fatire fear feas fecret fecure feems feen fenfe fent fhade fhall fhew fhould fide fighs fight fince fing fire firft firſt flain flame fleep foes foft fome foon forrow foul ftill fubject fuch fuffer fure fword Gods grace heart heaven himſelf HIPPOLITUS honour juft juſt king laft laſt leaſt lefs loft lord lov'd LYCON mighty mind moft moſt Mufe muft muſt never night numbers nymph o'er Ovid paffion pain Phædra pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poem poets praife praiſe prefent prince purſue rage raiſe reafon reft rife ſhall ſhe ſtand ſtate ſtill thee thefe themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou thought tranflated Twas uſe verfe Virgil whofe whoſe wife worfe youth
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168. oldal - From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began : When Nature underneath a heap of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high. Arise ye more than dead. Then cold and hot, and moist and dry, In order to their stations leap, And music's power obey. From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in man.
264. oldal - For letting down the golden chain from high, He drew his audience upward to the sky...
147. oldal - Better to hunt in fields for health unbought Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught. The wise for cure on exercise depend ; God never made his work for man to mend.
106. oldal - These gross, half-animated lumps I leave; Nor can I think what thoughts they can conceive. But if they think at all, 'tis sure no higher Than matter, put in motion, may aspire: Souls that can scarce ferment their mass of clay; So drossy, so divisible are...
41. oldal - A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
233. oldal - Lycurgus came, the surly king of Thrace ; Black was his beard, and manly was his face: The balls of his broad eyes...
133. oldal - This is thy province, this thy wondrous way, New humours to invent for each new play: This is that boasted...
215. oldal - I have presumed farther in some places, and added somewhat of my own where I thought my author was deficient, and had not given his thoughts their true lustre, for want of words in the beginning of our language.
176. oldal - MARS. Inspire the vocal brass, inspire ; The world is past its infant age : Arms and honour, Arms and honour, Set the martial mind on fire, And kindle manly rage. Mars has look'd the sky to red ; And Peace, the lazy good, is fled.