The First Part of Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New Translations of the Ancient Poets: Together with Several Original Poems, Deel 2
Jacob Tonson at Shakespear's Head over-against Katharine-Street in the Strand., 1716
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The First [-sixth] Part of Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of ..., Volume 2
Volledige weergave - 1727
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Andrew Marvell Apollo Arms Becauſe beft Bleffing Breaft call'd Caufe Cauſe Charms Charon Chlo cou'd Daph Death defire Difdain doft dreft DRYDEN e'er Ev'n ev'ry Eyes facred fafe faid falfe Fame Fate fear feem feen felf fent fhall fhew fhine fhould fight fince fing firft firſt flain Flame foft fome Fool foon Friend ftand ftill fuch fure fwear fweet GEORGE ETHERIDGE Grace Grief hafte Heart Heav'n himſelf Honour Joys juft kiffing King laft lefs loft Love LUCRETIUS Mezentius mighty moft Mufe muft Muſe muſt ne'er never Numbers Nymphs o'er Paffion paft Pain pleaſe Pleaſure Poets Pow'r Praiſe Prince purſue Rage reft rife Satyr ſcarce Senfe Senſe ſhall ſhe Song Soul thee thefe themſelves THEOCRITUS theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thro truft twas uſe Verfe Whilft whofe Whoſe wife wou'd Wound Youth
Pagina 145 - I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be; But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it back to me; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself but thee!
Pagina 145 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Pagina 186 - In busy companies of men. Your sacred plants, if here below, Only among the plants will grow; Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude. No white nor red was ever seen So amorous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their flame, Cut in these trees their mistress
Pagina 187 - twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there : Two paradises 'twere in one, To live in paradise alone. How well the skilful gardener drew Of flowers and herbs this dial new; Where, from above, the milder sun Does through a fragrant zodiac run, And, as it works, the industrious bee Computes its time as well as we ! How could such sweet and wholesome hours Be reckoned but with herbs and flowers...
Pagina 17 - And, if man could have reason, none has more, That made his paunch so rich, and him so poor. With wealth he was not trusted, for...
Pagina 179 - Alas! said he, these hurts are slight To those that die by love's despite. With shepherd's purse, and clown's all-heal, The blood I stanch, and wound I seal. Only for him no cure is found, Whom Juliana's eyes do wound. Tis death alone that this must do: For Death thou art a mower too.
Pagina 86 - Holinshed or Stow. But I will briefer with them be, Since few of them were long with me. An higher and a nobler strain My present Emperess does claim, Heleonora, first o...
Pagina 187 - While man there walked without a mate: After a place so pure, and sweet, What other help could yet be meet! But 'twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there: Two paradises 'twere in one To live in paradise alone.
Pagina 320 - Difdaining that, which yet they know will take, Hating themfelves what their applaufe muft make. But when to praife from you they would afpire, Though they like eagles mount, your Jove is higher. So far your knowledge all their power tranfcends, As what fhould be beyond what Is extends, V.
Pagina 146 - My Faith, my Hope, my Love; and in this state, My Judge, my Witness, and my Advocate. Where have I been this while exiled from Thee, And whither rapt, now Thou but stoop'st to me?