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42. oldal - Honour is an airy bubble, " Never ending, still beginning, " Fighting still, and still destroying: " If the world be worth thy winning, " Think, O ! think it worth enjoying: " Lovely Thais sits beside thee; " Take the good the gods provide thee." VI. RECITATIVE. The prince, unable to conceal his pain,
42. oldal - RECITATIVE. With downcast looks the joyless victor sat,. Revolving in his alter'd soul The various turns of chance below, And now and then a sigh he stole, And tears began to flow. The mighty master smil'd to see That love was in the next degree, 'Twas but a kindred sound to move, For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet in
40. oldal - at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son; Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sat On his imperial throne: S His valiant peers were plac'd around, Their brows with roses and with myrtles bound.
40. oldal - Sublime on radiant spires he rode, When he to fair Olympia prest, And while he sought her snowy breast; Then round her slender waist he curl'd, And stamp'd an image of himself, a sovereign of the world.
xxix. oldal - tapers are burnt out, and jocund Day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. The two following Descriptions, likewise by the same hand, are very poetical. The
98. oldal - And ev'ry herb that sips the dew, ' Till old Experience do attain ' To something like prophetic strain.' There let Time's creeping winter shed His hoary snow around my head;
97. oldal - Find out the peaceful hermitage, * The hairy gown and mos$y cell, ' Where I may sit, and rightly spell
43. oldal - Seethe Furies arise! " See the snakes that they rear " How they hiss in their hair, " And the sparkles that flash from their eyes!
45. oldal - The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarg'd the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With Nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown