Bell's Edition, Niteet 57–58J. Bell, 1784 |
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Sivu 32
... Whilst jointly all promote the common blaze . Pardon , great Poet ! that I dare to name Th ' unnumber'd beauties of thy verse with blame ; Thy fault is only wit in its excefs ; But wit like thine in any fhape will please . What Mufe but ...
... Whilst jointly all promote the common blaze . Pardon , great Poet ! that I dare to name Th ' unnumber'd beauties of thy verse with blame ; Thy fault is only wit in its excefs ; But wit like thine in any fhape will please . What Mufe but ...
Sivu 71
... Whilst indiffusive show'rs her bounties fall 455 Like Heav'n's indulgence , and defcend on all , 460 Secure the happy , fuccour the diftrefs'd , Make ev'ry subject glad , and a whole people blefs'd . Thus would I fain Britannia's wars ...
... Whilst indiffusive show'rs her bounties fall 455 Like Heav'n's indulgence , and defcend on all , 460 Secure the happy , fuccour the diftrefs'd , Make ev'ry subject glad , and a whole people blefs'd . Thus would I fain Britannia's wars ...
Sivu 167
... whilst the champion with redoubled might Strikes home the jav'lin , his retiring foe 121 Shrinks from the wound , and disappoints the blow . The dauntless hero ftill purfues his stroke , And preffes forward , till a knotty oak Retards ...
... whilst the champion with redoubled might Strikes home the jav'lin , his retiring foe 121 Shrinks from the wound , and disappoints the blow . The dauntless hero ftill purfues his stroke , And preffes forward , till a knotty oak Retards ...
Sivu 171
... whilst her own hung loose : Five of the more ignoble fort by turns Fetch up the water , and unlade their urns . 230 Now all undrefs'd the fhining goddess flood , 235 When young Acteon , wilder'd in the wood , To the cool grot by his ...
... whilst her own hung loose : Five of the more ignoble fort by turns Fetch up the water , and unlade their urns . 230 Now all undrefs'd the fhining goddess flood , 235 When young Acteon , wilder'd in the wood , To the cool grot by his ...
Sivu 192
... whilst he frowns , and brandishes his spear , My mates , furpris'd with madness or with fear , " Leap'd overboard . First perjur'd Madon found Rough fcales and fins his stiff ' ning fides furround : " Ah ! what , " cries one , " has ...
... whilst he frowns , and brandishes his spear , My mates , furpris'd with madness or with fear , " Leap'd overboard . First perjur'd Madon found Rough fcales and fins his stiff ' ning fides furround : " Ah ! what , " cries one , " has ...
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Addifon æther Ah Willow arms atque Bajazet BAROMETRI behold blefs blefs'd bofom breaſt bright Britiſh Cadmus cauſe charms Colin courſe Cycnus Ev'n ev'ry eyes facred faid fair fame fate fays fcenes fear fecret feems feven fhade fhall fhining fhould fide fight fire firft firſt fix'd fkies flain flow'ry fmiles foft fome fong foul ftand ftill ftreams fuch fure Gaul goddeſs gods grace heart heav'n Henry Sacheverell himſelf increaſe Jove laft laſt Latian Lord Halifax maid mighty Mufe Muſe muſt neighb'ring NICHOLAS ROWE numbers nymph o'er paffion pain Pentheus pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe quæ rage raiſe reft rife rifu riſe round Rowe ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhore ſhow ſkies ſky ſpeak ſpread ſpring ſtage ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtood ſtrains Tamerlane tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro verfe verſe view'd Whilft whofe youth
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Sivu xxvi - Or dost thou warn poor mortals left behind, A task well suited to thy gentle mind? Oh ! if sometimes thy spotless form descend : To me, thy aid, thou guardian genius, lend ! When rage misguides me, or when fear alarms, When pain distresses, or when pleasure charms, In silent whisperings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill, a frail and feeble heart ; Lead through the paths thy virtue trod before, Till bliss shall join, nor death can part us more.
Sivu 88 - Heaven and Earth impart, The smiles of Nature, and the charms of Art; While proud Oppression in her valleys reigns, And Tyranny usurps her...
Sivu 167 - In vain the Tyrians on their arms rely, In vain attempt to fight, in vain to fly: All their endeavours and their hopes are vain ; Some die entangled in the winding train ; Some are devour'd; or feel a loathsome death, Swoln up with blasts of pestilential breath.
Sivu 184 - And now I faint with grief; my fate draws nigh; In all the pride of blooming youth I die: Death will the sorrows of my heart relieve. Oh might the visionary youth survive, I should with joy my latest breath resign ! But oh! I see his fate involv'd in mine.
Sivu xvi - Cato was not so much the wonder of Rome in his days, as he is of Britain in ours ; and though all the foolish industry possible has been used to make it thought a party play, yet what the author once said of another may the most properly in the world be applied to him on this occasion : " ' Envy itself is dumb — in wonder lost ; And factions strive who shall applaud him most.
Sivu 128 - The god sits high, exalted on a throne Of blazing gems, with purple garments on ; The hours, in order rang'd on either hand, And days, and months, and years, and ages stand. Here spring appears with...
Sivu 87 - And fhow th' immortal labours in my verfe, Where from the mingled ftrength of fhade and light, A new creation rifes to my fight, Such heav'nly figures from his pencil flow, So warm with life his blended colours glow. From theme to theme with fecret pleafure toft, Amidft the foft variety I'm loft...
Sivu 175 - Who now appear'd but one continued wound. With dropping tears his bitter fate he moans, And fills the mountain with his dying groans. His servants with a piteous look he spies, And turns about his supplicating eyes. His...
Sivu xxv - Oft let me range the gloomy ifles alone, (Sad luxury ! to vulgar minds unknown) Along the walls where fpeaking marbles fhow What worthies form the hallow'd mould below : Proud names, who once the reins of empire held ; In arms who triumph'd ; or in arts excell'd ; Chiefs, grac'd with fears, and prodigal of blood; Stern patriots, who for facred freedom...
Sivu 139 - And all the day stand round the tomb, and weep. Four times, revolving, the full moon return'd ; So long the mother and the daughters mourn'd : When now the...