The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volume 191790 |
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Pagina 8
... death though fated not to die . Not fo her young ; for their unequal line Was hero's make , half human , half divine . Their earthly mold obnoxious was to fate , Th ' immortal part affum'd immortal state .. Of thefe a flaughter'd army ...
... death though fated not to die . Not fo her young ; for their unequal line Was hero's make , half human , half divine . Their earthly mold obnoxious was to fate , Th ' immortal part affum'd immortal state .. Of thefe a flaughter'd army ...
Pagina 23
... death undaunted as an Indian wife : A rare example ! but fome fouls we fee Grow hard , and ftiffen with adverfity : Yet these by fortune's favours are undone ; Refolv'd into a baser form they run , And bore the wind , but cannot bear ...
... death undaunted as an Indian wife : A rare example ! but fome fouls we fee Grow hard , and ftiffen with adverfity : Yet these by fortune's favours are undone ; Refolv'd into a baser form they run , And bore the wind , but cannot bear ...
Pagina 28
... death drew nearer every hour . ' Tis true , the younger lion scap'd the snare , But all your priestly calves lay struggling there ; As facrifices on their altars laid ; While you their careful mother wifely fled , Nor trufting destiny ...
... death drew nearer every hour . ' Tis true , the younger lion scap'd the snare , But all your priestly calves lay struggling there ; As facrifices on their altars laid ; While you their careful mother wifely fled , Nor trufting destiny ...
Pagina 73
... death , and lay The Crows and Ravens rights , an undefended prey : Excepting Martin's race ; for they and he Had gain'd the shelter of a hollow tree : But But , foon difcover'd by a fturdy clown , He THE HIND AND THE PANTHER . 73.
... death , and lay The Crows and Ravens rights , an undefended prey : Excepting Martin's race ; for they and he Had gain'd the shelter of a hollow tree : But But , foon difcover'd by a fturdy clown , He THE HIND AND THE PANTHER . 73.
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... face of heaven , and our young Sun o'ercaft ! Fame , the swift ill , increafing as fhe roll'd , Difeafe , defpair , and death , at three reprises told : At At three infulting ftrides she stalk'd the town , And 104 . DRYDEN'S POEMS .
... face of heaven , and our young Sun o'ercaft ! Fame , the swift ill , increafing as fhe roll'd , Difeafe , defpair , and death , at three reprises told : At At three infulting ftrides she stalk'd the town , And 104 . DRYDEN'S POEMS .
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Populaire passages
Pagina 201 - 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.
Pagina 194 - Three poets in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn; The first in loftiness of thought surpassed, The next in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go, To make a third she joined the former two.
Pagina 219 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain : Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
Pagina 202 - Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell?
Pagina 19 - As only buz to Heaven with evening wings ; Strike in the dark, offending but by chance ; Such are the blindfold blows of Ignorance : They know not beings,, and but hate a name ; To them the Hind and Panther are the same.
Pagina 216 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure ; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
Pagina 214 - In flower of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair...
Pagina 112 - Near these a Nursery erects its head. Where queens are form'd, and future heroes bred ; Where unfledg'd actors learn to laugh and cry, Where infant punks their tender voices try, And little Maximins the gods defy.
Pagina 219 - Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And like another Helen fired another Troy ! Thus long ago, Ere heaving bellows learned to blow, While organs yet were mute, Timotheus, to his breathing flute And sounding lyre, Could swell the soul to rage or kindle soft desire. At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame...
Pagina 19 - 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...