Original Poems and Translations, Volume 2J. and R. Tonson, 1743 |
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Pagina 64
... Voice to drown a Quire , Sharp - witted she muft be , and full of fire . The lean , confumptive , Wench , with coughs decay'd ; Is call'd a pretty , tight , and slender Maid . Th ' o'er - grown , a goodly Ceres is expreft , A Bed ...
... Voice to drown a Quire , Sharp - witted she muft be , and full of fire . The lean , confumptive , Wench , with coughs decay'd ; Is call'd a pretty , tight , and slender Maid . Th ' o'er - grown , a goodly Ceres is expreft , A Bed ...
Pagina 67
... Voice , and Hair , And represent their Ancestors in Face , and Hair , and And Shape , and Face , and other Members are , And the fame antique Mould the Likeness does prepare . Thus oft the Father's Likeness does prevail In Females , and ...
... Voice , and Hair , And represent their Ancestors in Face , and Hair , and And Shape , and Face , and other Members are , And the fame antique Mould the Likeness does prepare . Thus oft the Father's Likeness does prevail In Females , and ...
Pagina 102
... Voice I hear : The Bed beneath me trembled with my Fear . He rush'd upon me , and divulg'd my Stain ; Scarce from my ... Voice he cou'd . By what Expreffions can my Grief be shown ? ( Yet you may guefs my anguish by your own ) To fee my ...
... Voice I hear : The Bed beneath me trembled with my Fear . He rush'd upon me , and divulg'd my Stain ; Scarce from my ... Voice he cou'd . By what Expreffions can my Grief be shown ? ( Yet you may guefs my anguish by your own ) To fee my ...
Pagina 107
... Voice ;, Nor cou'd my Husband justly blame my Choice . For both our Hopes , alas ! you come too late ; Another now is Master of my Fate . More to my Wish I cou'd have liv'd with you , And yet my prefent Lot can undergo . Ceafe Ceafe to ...
... Voice ;, Nor cou'd my Husband justly blame my Choice . For both our Hopes , alas ! you come too late ; Another now is Master of my Fate . More to my Wish I cou'd have liv'd with you , And yet my prefent Lot can undergo . Ceafe Ceafe to ...
Pagina 108
... Voice ; A greater yet , that you confirm'd her Choice ; That proffer'd Laurels , promis'd Sovereignty , funo and Pallas you contemn'd for me . Am I your Empire then , and your Renown ? What Heart of Rock , but muft by this be won ? And ...
... Voice ; A greater yet , that you confirm'd her Choice ; That proffer'd Laurels , promis'd Sovereignty , funo and Pallas you contemn'd for me . Am I your Empire then , and your Renown ? What Heart of Rock , but muft by this be won ? And ...
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Pagina 223 - So much the sweetness of your manners move, We cannot envy you, because we love. Fabius might joy in Scipio, when he saw A beardless consul made against the law, And join his suffrage to the votes of Rome, Though he with Hannibal was overcome.
Pagina 95 - When we are come thus far, it is time to look into ourselves ; to conform our genius to his, to give his thought either the same turn, if our tongue will bear it, or if not, to vary but the dress, not to alter or destroy the substance.
Pagina 327 - 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...
Pagina 314 - Meantime, her warlike brother on the seas His waving streamers to the winds displays, And vows for his return with vain devotion pays. Ah, generous youth ! that wish forbear, The winds too soon will waft thee here ! Slack all thy sails, and fear to come ; Alas ! thou knowst not, thou art wrecked at home.
Pagina 74 - tis grateful to the rich to try A short vicissitude, and fit of poverty : A savoury dish, a homely treat, Where all is plain, where all is neat, Without the stately spacious room, The Persian carpet, or the Tyrian loom, Clear up the cloudy foreheads of the great v.
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Pagina 76 - What is't to me, Who never sail in her unfaithful sea, If storms arise, and clouds grow black ; , If the mast split, and threaten wreck ? Then let the greedy merchant fear For his ill-gotten gain ; And pray to gods that will not hear, While the debating winds and billows bear His wealth into the main.
Pagina 8 - ... that verse commonly which they call golden, or two substantives and two adjectives, with a verb betwixt them to keep the peace.
Pagina 6 - Thus difficult it is to understand the purity of English, and critically to discern not only good writers from bad, and a proper style from a corrupt, but also to distinguish that which is pure in a good author from that which is vicious and corrupt in him.
Pagina 336 - She cast not back a pitying eye: But left her lover in despair To sigh, to languish, and to die: Ah ! how can those fair eyes endure To give the wounds they will not cure ? Great God of Love, why hast thou made A face that can all hearts command, That all religions can invade, And change the laws of every land?