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Pagina 15
... happy pair , how well have you increas'd ! What ills in church and ftate have you redress'd ? With teeth untry'd , and rudiments of claws , Your firft effay was on your native laws : Those having torn with eafe , and trampled down ...
... happy pair , how well have you increas'd ! What ills in church and ftate have you redress'd ? With teeth untry'd , and rudiments of claws , Your firft effay was on your native laws : Those having torn with eafe , and trampled down ...
Pagina 18
... happy regions , Italy and Spain , Which never did thofe monsters entertain ! The wolf , the bear , the boar , can there advance No native claim of just inheritance . And felf - preferving laws , fevere in show , May guard their fences ...
... happy regions , Italy and Spain , Which never did thofe monsters entertain ! The wolf , the bear , the boar , can there advance No native claim of just inheritance . And felf - preferving laws , fevere in show , May guard their fences ...
Pagina 21
... happy at the cheapest rate . Though our lean faith these rigid laws has given , The full - fed Muffulman goes fat to heaven ; For his Arabian prophet with delights Of fense allur'd his eastern profelytes . The jolly Luther , reading him ...
... happy at the cheapest rate . Though our lean faith these rigid laws has given , The full - fed Muffulman goes fat to heaven ; For his Arabian prophet with delights Of fense allur'd his eastern profelytes . The jolly Luther , reading him ...
Pagina 86
... happy gluttons prey . And much they griev'd to fee fo nigh their hall , The bird that warn'd St. Peter of his fall : That he fhould raise his mitred creft on high , And clap his wings , and call his family . } Το To facred rites ; and ...
... happy gluttons prey . And much they griev'd to fee fo nigh their hall , The bird that warn'd St. Peter of his fall : That he fhould raise his mitred creft on high , And clap his wings , and call his family . } Το To facred rites ; and ...
Pagina 101
... why should James or his young hero stay For flight prefages of a name or day ? We need no Edward's fortune to adorn That happy moment when our prince was born H 3 Our prince adorns this day , and ages hence Shall BRITANNIA -101 REDIVIVA .
... why should James or his young hero stay For flight prefages of a name or day ? We need no Edward's fortune to adorn That happy moment when our prince was born H 3 Our prince adorns this day , and ages hence Shall BRITANNIA -101 REDIVIVA .
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The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces ..., Volume 14,Pagina 2 Samuel Johnson Volledige weergave - 1779 |
The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces ..., Volume 14,Pagina 2 Samuel Johnson Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 1779 |
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
ABSALOM and ACHITOPHEL againſt AMYNTAS Becauſe beft beſt bleffing bleft blood boaſt breaſt call'd caufe cauſe church cloſe confcience defign'd durft eaſe ev'n facred fafely faid fair faith fame fate fatire fear fects fecure feems feen fenfe fent feven fhall fhould fighing fight fince fing firft firſt foes fome fons fools foon foul ftand ftill fubjects fuch fure fweet grace heaven himſelf Hind honour houſe increaſe intereft juft juſt kiffing kind king laft laſt laws leaſt lefs lov'd mighty MOMUS moſt Mufe Muſe muſt ne'er never numbers o'er Panther play pleaſe pleaſure poets praiſe prefent prince PROLOGUE race raiſe reafon reft reſt rhyme rife ſeen ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſhow ſkies ſky ſpace ſtage ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill thee thefe themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou treaſure true twas verfe virtue Whig Whofe wife yourſelves
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Pagina 214 - 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 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 215 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty 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!
Pagina 11 - Disguised in mortal mould and infancy? That the great Maker of the world could die? And after that trust my imperfect sense, Which calls in question His Omnipotence?
Pagina 137 - I been depos'd, if you had reign'd! The father had descended for the son, For only you are lineal to the throne.
Pagina 27 - She made a mannerly excuse to stay, Proffering the Hind to wait her half the way: That, since the sky was clear, an hour of talk Might help her to beguile the tedious walk. With much good-will the motion was embrac'd...
Pagina 214 - Flushed with a purple grace He shows his honest face : Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes! Bacchus, ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain; Bacchus...
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...
Pagina 218 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown ; He raised a mortal to the skies ; She drew an angel down.
Pagina 111 - On his left hand twelve reverend owls did fly. So Romulus, 'tis sung, by Tiber's Brook, Presage of sway from twice six vultures took. Th 'admiring throng loud acclamations make And omens of his future empire take.