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Pagina 9
... Whose fenfe inftructs us , and whofe humour charms , Whofe judgment fways us , and whofe rapture warms ! Attend the Mufe , tho ' low her numbers be ; She fings of friendship , and the fings to thee . The word rapture as fignificative of ...
... Whose fenfe inftructs us , and whofe humour charms , Whofe judgment fways us , and whofe rapture warms ! Attend the Mufe , tho ' low her numbers be ; She fings of friendship , and the fings to thee . The word rapture as fignificative of ...
Pagina 42
... Whose naked youth : ” and in the Miscellanies better still , as to the first word : " While naked youth . " Ver . 410. Reap their own fruits : as in thofe happy times of renovated man , depicted in his Meffiah , ver . 66 . And the fame ...
... Whose naked youth : ” and in the Miscellanies better still , as to the first word : " While naked youth . " Ver . 410. Reap their own fruits : as in thofe happy times of renovated man , depicted in his Meffiah , ver . 66 . And the fame ...
Pagina 45
... Whose fiery flood the burning empire bounds . Ver . 51. Love , ftrong as death . - ́Sandys : For death is not more ftrong than love . S. And the paffage ftood in the first impreffion thus : Sad Orpheus fought his confort loft ; Th ...
... Whose fiery flood the burning empire bounds . Ver . 51. Love , ftrong as death . - ́Sandys : For death is not more ftrong than love . S. And the paffage ftood in the first impreffion thus : Sad Orpheus fought his confort loft ; Th ...
Pagina 47
... whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound ; Content to breathe his native air In his own ground . So Cowley's verfion of Claudian's poem : Happy the man , who his whole time doth bound Within th ' inclofure of his little ground ...
... whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound ; Content to breathe his native air In his own ground . So Cowley's verfion of Claudian's poem : Happy the man , who his whole time doth bound Within th ' inclofure of his little ground ...
Pagina 56
... whose truth , convinc'd at fight , we find ; That gives us back the image of our mind . " In the character of his Elegy , I rejoice to concur with " the common reader : for by the common fense of " readers , uncorrupted with literary ...
... whose truth , convinc'd at fight , we find ; That gives us back the image of our mind . " In the character of his Elegy , I rejoice to concur with " the common reader : for by the common fense of " readers , uncorrupted with literary ...
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Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Æneid æther againſt alfo allufion alſo Aureng-Zebe beauty becauſe beſt Biſhop Canto Comus couplet Cowley death defcription Dryden Dryden's verfion Dunciad Eclogue edition Effay elegant Elegy Epiftle ev'ry expreffion eyes facred faid fame fatire fays fecond feems fentiment fhade fhall fhine fhould filver fimilar fing firft firſt fkies folar fome foul fpirit ftill ftrain fublime fuch heav'n himſelf Hippolytus Horace Hudibras Iliad illuftration imitation itſelf juft juſt laft laſt lefs Loft Lucretius Mifcellanies Milton moft moſt Mufe muſt numbers o'er obferves occafion Ogilby Ovid paffage phraſe pleafing pleaſe poem poet poet's poetical poetry Pope praiſe prefent prefume purpoſe quæ reader reaſon refpect reſembles rife riſe Satire ſee ſeems ſhall ſkies ſmall ſome ſpread Steevens ſtill ſtream ſubject thee thefe themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro tranflation verfe verſe Virg Virgil Warburton whofe whoſe winds wings
Populaire passages
Pagina 215 - Who builds a church to God, and not to Fame, Will never mark the marble with his name...
Pagina 265 - Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
Pagina 226 - Dipt me in ink, my parents', or my own? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came.
Pagina 279 - This pencil take (she said) whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of Joy ; Of Horror that, and thrilling Fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic Tears.
Pagina 195 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This teach me more than hell to shun, That more than heaven pursue.
Pagina 51 - Tis not a lip, or eye, we beauty call, But the joint force and full result of all. Thus when we view some well-proportion'd dome, (The world's just wonder, and ev'n thine, O Rome!) No single parts unequally surprise, All comes united to th' admiring eyes; No monstrous height, or breadth or length appear; The whole at once is bold and regular.
Pagina 161 - Man a microscopic eye? For this plain reason, Man is not a Fly. Say what the use, were finer optics giv'n, T' inspect a mite, not comprehend the heav'n? Or touch, if tremblingly alive all o'er, To smart and agonize at ev'ry pore? Or quick effluvia darting thro' the brain, Die of a rose in aromatic pain?
Pagina 14 - Daughters; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his Seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Pagina 286 - 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 320 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom...