The Poetical Works of John Dryden, Esq: Containing Original Poems, Tales, and Translations, with Notes, 4. kötetF. C. and J. Rivington, 1811 |
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56. oldal
... still Inlarg'd the concave , and fhot the hill ; up As breath extends a bladder , or the skins Of goats are blown to inclofe the hoarded wines ; The mountain yet retains a mountain's face , 461 And gather'd rubbish heals the hollow ...
... still Inlarg'd the concave , and fhot the hill ; up As breath extends a bladder , or the skins Of goats are blown to inclofe the hoarded wines ; The mountain yet retains a mountain's face , 461 And gather'd rubbish heals the hollow ...
58. oldal
... still requires Inlets for air , and outlets for her fires ; When tortur'd with convulfive fits the fhakes , That motion chokes the vent , till other vent the makes : 516 520 Or when the winds in hollow caves are clos'd 58 PYTHAGOREAN ...
... still requires Inlets for air , and outlets for her fires ; When tortur'd with convulfive fits the fhakes , That motion chokes the vent , till other vent the makes : 516 520 Or when the winds in hollow caves are clos'd 58 PYTHAGOREAN ...
88. oldal
... d too ; and , knowing not my wound , A fecret pleasure in thy kiffes found : My cheeks no longer did their color boaft , 26 My food grew loathfome , and my ftrength I loft : Still ere I spoke , a figh would stop my 88 CANACE TO MACAREUS .
... d too ; and , knowing not my wound , A fecret pleasure in thy kiffes found : My cheeks no longer did their color boaft , 26 My food grew loathfome , and my ftrength I loft : Still ere I spoke , a figh would stop my 88 CANACE TO MACAREUS .
89. oldal
Containing Original Poems, Tales, and Translations, with Notes John Dryden. Still ere I spoke , a figh would stop my tongue ; Short were my flumbers , and my nights were long . 30 I knew not from my love thefe griefs did grow , Yet was ...
Containing Original Poems, Tales, and Translations, with Notes John Dryden. Still ere I spoke , a figh would stop my tongue ; Short were my flumbers , and my nights were long . 30 I knew not from my love thefe griefs did grow , Yet was ...
96. oldal
... still without a stain , Nor has my love made any coxcomb vain . Your boldness I with admiration fee ; What hope had you to gain a queen like me ? 20 Because a hero forc'd me once away , Am I thought fit to be a second ? Had I been won ...
... still without a stain , Nor has my love made any coxcomb vain . Your boldness I with admiration fee ; What hope had you to gain a queen like me ? 20 Because a hero forc'd me once away , Am I thought fit to be a second ? Had I been won ...
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257. oldal - Neither is it true, that this fineness of raillery is offensive. A witty man is tickled while he is hurt in this manner, and a fool feels it not.
275. oldal - Queen ;" and there I met with that which I had been looking for so long in vain. Spenser had studied Virgil to as much advantage as Milton had done Homer ; and amongst the rest of his excellencies had copied that.
323. oldal - Scarce can our Fields, such Crowds at Tyburn die, With Hemp the Gallows and the Fleet supply. Propose your Schemes, ye Senatorian Band, Whose Ways and Means support the sinking Land; Lest Ropes be wanting in the tempting Spring, To rig another Convoy for the K[in]g.
380. oldal - 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.
256. oldal - How easy it is to call rogue and villain, and that wittily! but how hard to make a man appear a fool, a blockhead, or a knave, without using any of those opprobrious terms!
372. 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...
31. oldal - But swiftness is the vice I only fear. Yet, if you knew me well, you would not...
265. oldal - Satire is a kind of poetry, without a series of action, invented for the purging of our minds ; in which human vices, ignorance, and errors, and all things besides, which are produced from them in every man, are severely reprehended...
380. oldal - Peace courts his hand, but spreads her charms in vain, " Think nothing gain'd," he cries, " till nought remain, On Moscow's walls till Gothic standards fly, And all be mine beneath the polar sky.
83. oldal - To state it fairly; imitation of an author is the most advantageous way for a translator to show himself, but the greatest wrong which can be done to the memory and reputation of the dead.