Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry, 5-6. kötetJ. Bell, 1789 |
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16. oldal
... face , Vain all her bigot cant , her sour grimace ) With shame compell'd her leaden throne to quit , And own the force of reason urg'd by wit . ' Twas then plain DONNE in honest vengeance rose , His wit refulgent , though his rhyme was ...
... face , Vain all her bigot cant , her sour grimace ) With shame compell'd her leaden throne to quit , And own the force of reason urg'd by wit . ' Twas then plain DONNE in honest vengeance rose , His wit refulgent , though his rhyme was ...
25. oldal
... face , That hung the bright Palladium of the place , And smoak'd in kitchens , or in auctions sold , To better features yields the frame of gold ; For now no more we trace in every line Heroic worth , benevolence divine : The form ...
... face , That hung the bright Palladium of the place , And smoak'd in kitchens , or in auctions sold , To better features yields the frame of gold ; For now no more we trace in every line Heroic worth , benevolence divine : The form ...
33. oldal
... race , Begs for each birth the fortune of a face : Yet Vane could tell what ills from beauty spring ; And Sedley curs'd the form that pleas'd a king . 320 Ye nymphs of rosy lips and radiant eyes , Whom Epist . II . 33 AND PRECEPTIVE .
... race , Begs for each birth the fortune of a face : Yet Vane could tell what ills from beauty spring ; And Sedley curs'd the form that pleas'd a king . 320 Ye nymphs of rosy lips and radiant eyes , Whom Epist . II . 33 AND PRECEPTIVE .
38. oldal
... face of day ; With slavish tenets taint our poison'd youth , And lend a lie the confidence of truth . Let such raise palaces , and manors buy , Collect a tax , or farm a lottery , With warbling eunuchs fill a licens'd stage , And lull ...
... face of day ; With slavish tenets taint our poison'd youth , And lend a lie the confidence of truth . Let such raise palaces , and manors buy , Collect a tax , or farm a lottery , With warbling eunuchs fill a licens'd stage , And lull ...
41. oldal
... face a thousand graces shine , From every tongue flows harmony divine . These arts in vain our rugged natives try , Strain out with fault'ring diffidence a lye , And gain a kick for aukward flattery . 130 Besides , with justice this ...
... face a thousand graces shine , From every tongue flows harmony divine . These arts in vain our rugged natives try , Strain out with fault'ring diffidence a lye , And gain a kick for aukward flattery . 130 Besides , with justice this ...
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26. oldal - Speak thou whose thoughts at humble peace repine, Shall Wolsey's wealth, with Wolsey's end, be thine ? Or liv'st thou now, with safer pride content, The wisest justice on the banks of Trent ? For why did Wolsey, near the steeps of fate, On weak foundations raise th...
35. oldal - Implore his aid, in his decisions rest, Secure, whate'er he gives, he gives the best. Yet when the sense of sacred presence fires, And strong devotion to the skies aspires, Pour forth thy fervours for a healthful mind, Obedient passions, and a will resign'd; For love, which scarce collective man can fill; For patience, sovereign o'er transmuted ill; For faith, that, panting for a happier seat, Counts death kind Nature's signal of retreat...
31. oldal - With listless eyes the dotard views the store, He views, and wonders that they please no more; Now pall the tasteless meats, and joyless wines, And Luxury with sighs her slave resigns. Approach, ye minstrels, try the soothing strain, Diffuse the tuneful lenitives of pain: No sounds alas would touch th...
29. oldal - O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain, Unconquer'd lord of pleasure and of pain; No joys to him pacific sceptres yield, War sounds the trump, he rushes to the field; Behold surrounding kings their pow'r combine, And one capitulate, and one resign, Peace courts his hand, but spreads her charms in vain; "Think nothing gain'd," he cries, "till nought remain, On Moscow's wall till Gothic standards fly, And all be mine beneath the Polar sky.
27. oldal - Should no disease thy torpid veins invade, Nor Melancholy's phantoms haunt thy shade ; Yet hope not life from grief or danger free, Nor think the doom of man revers'd for thee...
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...
36. oldal - There none are swept by sudden fate away, But all whom hunger spares with age decay: Here malice, rapine, accident, conspire, And now a rabble rages, now a fire; Their ambush here relentless ruffians lay, 15 And here the fell attorney prowls for prey; Here falling houses thunder on your head, And here a female atheist talks you dead.
39. oldal - The common sewer of Paris and of Rome, With eager thirst, by folly or by fate, Sucks in the dregs of each corrupted state.
29. oldal - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain...
29. oldal - While ladies interpose, and slaves debate. 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.