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Pagina 16
She that had all which Nature gives , or Chance , Whom Fortune join ' d with
Virtue to advance To all the joys this island could afford , The greatest mistress ,
and the kindest lord ; Who with the royal mix ' d her noble blood , And in high
grace ...
She that had all which Nature gives , or Chance , Whom Fortune join ' d with
Virtue to advance To all the joys this island could afford , The greatest mistress ,
and the kindest lord ; Who with the royal mix ' d her noble blood , And in high
grace ...
Pagina 31
180 She swims in blood , and blood does spouting throw To heaven , that
heaven men ' s cruelties might know . Their fixed jav ' lins in her side she wears ,
And on her back a grove of pikes appears ; You would have thought , had you the
...
180 She swims in blood , and blood does spouting throw To heaven , that
heaven men ' s cruelties might know . Their fixed jav ' lins in her side she wears ,
And on her back a grove of pikes appears ; You would have thought , had you the
...
Pagina 32
... Would have effected on those mighty whales , Great Neptune will not have us
know , who sends A tide so high that it relieves his friends . And thus they parted
with exchange of harms ; Much blood the monsters lost , and they their arms .
... Would have effected on those mighty whales , Great Neptune will not have us
know , who sends A tide so high that it relieves his friends . And thus they parted
with exchange of harms ; Much blood the monsters lost , and they their arms .
Pagina 34
... Nobly contented , for the public good , To waste thy spirits and diffuse thy blood
, What vast hopes may these islands entertain , Where monarchs , thus
descended , are to reign ? Led by commanders of so fair a line , Our seas no
longer shall ...
... Nobly contented , for the public good , To waste thy spirits and diffuse thy blood
, What vast hopes may these islands entertain , Where monarchs , thus
descended , are to reign ? Led by commanders of so fair a line , Our seas no
longer shall ...
Pagina 43
... And each by other ' s timely heat supplied ; All that the grapes owe to his rip '
ning fires Is paid in numbers which their juice inspires . Wine fills the veins , and
healths are understood To give our friends a title to our blood ; Who , naming me
...
... And each by other ' s timely heat supplied ; All that the grapes owe to his rip '
ning fires Is paid in numbers which their juice inspires . Wine fills the veins , and
healths are understood To give our friends a title to our blood ; Who , naming me
...
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Pagina 249 - That servile path thou nobly dost decline Of tracing word by word, and line by line : A new and nobler way thou dost pursue, To make translations, and translators too : They but preserve the ashes, thou the flame, True to his sense, but truer to his fame.
Pagina 27 - ON A GIRDLE. THAT which her slender waist confined Shall now my joyful temples bind : No monarch but would give his crown, His arms might do what this has done.
Pagina 143 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.
Pagina 190 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
Pagina 144 - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Pagina 31 - Some other nymphs, with colours faint^ And pencil slow, may Cupid paint, And a weak heart in time destroy ; She has a stamp, and prints the boy; Can, with a single look, inflame The coldest breast, the rudest tame.
Pagina 202 - But his proud head the airy mountain hides among the clouds ; his shoulders and his sides a shady mantle clothes ; his curled brows frown on the gentle stream, which calmly flows, while winds and storms his lofty forehead beat; the common fate of all that's high or great.
Pagina 27 - ... temples bind; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer; My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Pagina 249 - No flight for thoughts, but poorly stick at words, A new and nobler way thou dost pursue, To make translations and translators too, They but preserve the ashes; thou the flame, True to his sense, but truer to his fame.
Pagina 199 - But to be restless in a worse extreme ? And for that lethargy was there no cure But to be cast into a calenture ; Can knowledge have no bound, but must advance So far, to make us wish for ignorance...