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... foon have you reftor'd her charms And rid her of her lumber and her books , Dreft her again genteel and neat , And rather tight than great ! How fond we are to court her to our arms ! How much of Heaven is in her naked looks ! X. Thus ...
... foon have you reftor'd her charms And rid her of her lumber and her books , Dreft her again genteel and neat , And rather tight than great ! How fond we are to court her to our arms ! How much of Heaven is in her naked looks ! X. Thus ...
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... , Numberlefs nations , ftretching far and wide , Shall ( I forefee it ) foon with Gothic fwarms come forth From Ignorance's univerfal North , C 2 And And with blind rage break all this peaceful government : ODE TO THE ATHENIAN SOCIETY . 19.
... , Numberlefs nations , ftretching far and wide , Shall ( I forefee it ) foon with Gothic fwarms come forth From Ignorance's univerfal North , C 2 And And with blind rage break all this peaceful government : ODE TO THE ATHENIAN SOCIETY . 19.
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... some nymph , who ne'er was cruel , Like Charlton cheap , or fam'd Du - Ruel , Receive the filth which he ejects , She foon would find the fame effects D 2 Her Her tainted carcafe to pursue , As from the Salamander's THE 35 SALAMANDER .
... some nymph , who ne'er was cruel , Like Charlton cheap , or fam'd Du - Ruel , Receive the filth which he ejects , She foon would find the fame effects D 2 Her Her tainted carcafe to pursue , As from the Salamander's THE 35 SALAMANDER .
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... foon aware on't , Told them their calling , and their errand : Good folks , you need not be afraid , We are but faints , the hermits faid ; No hurt fhall come to you or yours : But for that pack of churlish boors , VOL . I. E 20 25 30 ...
... foon aware on't , Told them their calling , and their errand : Good folks , you need not be afraid , We are but faints , the hermits faid ; No hurt fhall come to you or yours : But for that pack of churlish boors , VOL . I. E 20 25 30 ...
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... foon as e'er he laid it down , " Twas a devouring ferpent grown . Our great magician , Hamet Sid , Reverses what the prophet did : His rod was honest English wood , That fenfelefs in a corner flood , Till , metamorphos'd by his grafp ...
... foon as e'er he laid it down , " Twas a devouring ferpent grown . Our great magician , Hamet Sid , Reverses what the prophet did : His rod was honest English wood , That fenfelefs in a corner flood , Till , metamorphos'd by his grafp ...
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The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and ..., Volume 39 Samuel Johnson Volledige weergave - 1779 |
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Pagina 20 - Madam, I die without your grace"— « Item, for half a yard of lace." Who that had wit would place it here, For every peeping fop to jeer ? In power of fpittle and a clout, Whene'er he pleafe, to blot it out; And then, to heighten the difgrace, Clap his own nonfenfe in the place. Whoe'er
Pagina 49 - to the top> As if they ne'er had touch'da drop. The good old couple were amaz'd, 35 And often on each other gaz'd ; For both were frighten'd to the heart, And juft began to cry, — What art! Then foftly turn'd afide to view Whether the lights were burning blue.
Pagina 92 - From Pope, from Parnell, or from Gay ?" Such tattle often entertains • 95 My lord and me as far as Staines, As once a week we travel down To Windfor, and again to town, Where all that pafles inter
Pagina 89 - clear, •*• For life, fix hundred pounds a-year, A handfome houfe to lodge a friend,. A river at my garden's end, A terrace-walk, and half a rood £: Of land fet out to plant a Wood. Well, now I have all this and more, I afk not to increafe my
Pagina 334 - afliam'd to ufe a glafs; And till I fee them with thefe eyes, •» ' Whoever fays you have them, lies. No length of time can make you quit Honour and virtue, fenfe and wit : Thus you may ftill be young to me, While I can better bear than fee. Oh, ne'er may Fortune
Pagina 159 - Tis never by invention got, Men have it when they know it not. Our converfation to refine, Humour and wit muft both combine : From both we learn to railly well, Wherein fometimes the French excel. Voiture, in various lights, difplays That irony which turns to praife : His genius firft
Pagina 25 - Truly, fays he, Mrs. Nab, it might become you to be more civil; If your money be gone, as a learned divine fays, d'ye fee, You .are no text for my handling ; fo take that from me : I was never taken for a conjurer before, I'd have you to know.
Pagina 170 - you live to fee the day When Stella's locks muft all be grey. When age muft print a furrow'd trace On every feature of her face ; Though you, and all your fenfelefs tribe, Could art, or time, or nature bribe, To make you look like Beauty's
Pagina 51 - which it cannot turn. The groaning-chair began to crawl, •85 Like a huge fnail, along the wall; There ftuck aloft in public view, And, with fmall change, a pulpit grew. The porringers, that in a row Hung high, and made a glittering
Pagina 95 - the Queen A dangerous treatife J writ againft the fpleen; Which, by the ftyle, the matter, and the drift, 'Tis thought could be the work of none but Swift. Poor York ! the harmlefs tool of others hate j He fues for pardon ||, and repents too late. Now,