The Miscellaneous Works of John Dryden, Esq;: Containing All His Original Poems, Tales, and Translations. Now First Collected and Published Together in Four Volumes. With Explanatory Notes and Observations. Also an Account of His Life and Writings ...J. and R. Tonson, in the Strand., 1760 |
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Pagina 114
... praise of foes is venomously nice ; So touch'd , it turns a virtue to a vice : " A Greek , and bountiful , forewarns us twice . " Seven facraments he wifely does difown , Because he knows confeffion ftands for one ; Where fins to facred ...
... praise of foes is venomously nice ; So touch'd , it turns a virtue to a vice : " A Greek , and bountiful , forewarns us twice . " Seven facraments he wifely does difown , Because he knows confeffion ftands for one ; Where fins to facred ...
Pagina 120
... praise , who came to pray . Juft on the day , when the high - mounted fun Did fartheft in its northern progress run , He bended forward , and even stretch'd the sphere Beyond the limits of the lengthen'd year , To view a brighter fun in ...
... praise , who came to pray . Juft on the day , when the high - mounted fun Did fartheft in its northern progress run , He bended forward , and even stretch'd the sphere Beyond the limits of the lengthen'd year , To view a brighter fun in ...
Pagina 134
... praise this godlike virtue gives , And fear'd a title that reproach'd their lives . The power , from which all kings derive their ftate , Whom they pretend , at least , to imitate , Is equal both to punish and reward ; For few would ...
... praise this godlike virtue gives , And fear'd a title that reproach'd their lives . The power , from which all kings derive their ftate , Whom they pretend , at least , to imitate , Is equal both to punish and reward ; For few would ...
Pagina 144
... praise , And uncle Ogleby thy envy raise . Thou art my blood , where Jonfon has no part : What share have we in nature or in art ? Where did his wit on learning fix a brand , And rail at arts he did not understand ? Where made he love ...
... praise , And uncle Ogleby thy envy raise . Thou art my blood , where Jonfon has no part : What share have we in nature or in art ? Where did his wit on learning fix a brand , And rail at arts he did not understand ? Where made he love ...
Pagina 157
... , and justice laurels give , But let me happy by your pity live . True poets empty fame and praise despise , Fame is the trumpet , but your smile the prize . You fit above , and fee vain men below Contend [ 157 ] To the Lady Castlemain.
... , and justice laurels give , But let me happy by your pity live . True poets empty fame and praise despise , Fame is the trumpet , but your smile the prize . You fit above , and fee vain men below Contend [ 157 ] To the Lady Castlemain.
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Pagina 255 - Excites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger, And mortal alarms. The double double double beat Of the thundering drum Cries Hark! the foes come; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat!
Pagina 283 - 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 280 - 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 138 - 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 268 - In flower of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair...
Pagina 141 - My son, advance Still in new impudence, new ignorance. Success let others teach, learn thou from me Pangs without birth, and fruitless industry. Let...
Pagina 142 - Where did his wit on learning fix a brand And rail at arts he did not understand? Where made he love in Prince Nicander's vein Or swept the dust in Psyche's humble strain? Where sold he bargains, "whipstitch, kiss my arse", Promised a play and dwindled to a farce?
Pagina 269 - With flying fingers touched the lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky, And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove, Who left his blissful seats above, (Such is the power of mighty love.) A dragon's fiery form belied the god : Sublime on radiant spires he rode, When he to fair Olympia...