Poems on Several OccasionsBernard Lintot, at the Cross-Kyes [!] between the Temple gates in Fleet-street, 1726 - 221 sivua |
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... to the Scaffold , or the Cell , When the last ling'ring Friend has bid farewel . Ev'n now she shades thy Evening Walk with Bays , ( No Hireling fhe , no Prostitute to Praise ) Ev'n now , obfervant of the parting Ray , Eyes Ev'n DEDICATION .
... to the Scaffold , or the Cell , When the last ling'ring Friend has bid farewel . Ev'n now she shades thy Evening Walk with Bays , ( No Hireling fhe , no Prostitute to Praise ) Ev'n now , obfervant of the parting Ray , Eyes Ev'n DEDICATION .
Sivu 102
... last Danger threats the croaking Line , ' Till Jove , that inly mourn'd the Loss they bore , With frange Affistants fill'd the frighted Shore . Pour'd from the neighb'ring Strand , deform'd to View , They march , a fudden unexpected ...
... last Danger threats the croaking Line , ' Till Jove , that inly mourn'd the Loss they bore , With frange Affistants fill'd the frighted Shore . Pour'd from the neighb'ring Strand , deform'd to View , They march , a fudden unexpected ...
Sivu 134
... he doubles , there he past , And here we have him , caught at last . Infatiate Brute , whofe Teeth abuse The sweetest Servants of the Mufe . : 0 $ ( Nay ( Nay never offer to deny , I took thee 134 Poems on feveral Occafions .
... he doubles , there he past , And here we have him , caught at last . Infatiate Brute , whofe Teeth abuse The sweetest Servants of the Mufe . : 0 $ ( Nay ( Nay never offer to deny , I took thee 134 Poems on feveral Occafions .
Sivu 154
... ) It fends a Peal of hollow Groans , Thus fpeaking from among the Bones . When Men my Scythe and Darts fupply , How great a King of Fears am I ! They They view me like the last of Things : They 154 Poems on feveral Occafions .
... ) It fends a Peal of hollow Groans , Thus fpeaking from among the Bones . When Men my Scythe and Darts fupply , How great a King of Fears am I ! They They view me like the last of Things : They 154 Poems on feveral Occafions .
Sivu 155
Thomas Parnell. They view me like the last of Things : They make , and then they dread , my Stings . Fools ! if you lefs provok'd your Fears , No more my Spectre - Form appears . Death's but a Path that must be trod , If Man wou'd ever ...
Thomas Parnell. They view me like the last of Things : They make , and then they dread , my Stings . Fools ! if you lefs provok'd your Fears , No more my Spectre - Form appears . Death's but a Path that must be trod , If Man wou'd ever ...
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Acts of Parliament againſt alfo Anſwer antient beſt Bluſh Breaſt caft Cafus call'd Cauſe Chriftian Church cloſe Commiffioners compleat Comus cras amet Defire deque Deſigns Effay Eftates ev'ry Eyes facred faid fame felf felves feveral fhewing fhining filent fince fing firſt fome fometimes Frogs ftill fuch Heart Hiftory himſelf Honourable Houfe Houſe of Commons Ipfa Jove King laft laſt late Let thofe love Letter Meaſures Mice Monfieur moſt Mouſe Mufick never lov'd numquam amavit Nymphs o'er Obfervations Occafions Ovid Paffion paſs pleaſe Pleaſure Poem Pope Pow'r Praiſe prefented prefix'd Price Price 6 d publick Publish'd Publiſhed quique Reaſons reft Reverend rife Right Honourable Scotland ſelf Sermon preach'd ſhake ſhe Simon Ockley Sir Charles Cotterell Soul ſpread ſtand ſtill ſtood thee Thefe themſelves theſe thoſe thou thouſand thro Tranflated Treatife Truſtees Twas uſeful Volumes wand'ring whofe whoſe wou'd
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Sivu 172 - Without a vain, without a grudging heart, To him who gives us all, I yield a part ; From him you come, for him accept it here, A frank and sober, more than costly cheer.
Sivu 114 - Spoil. This Casket India's glowing Gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder Box.
Sivu 177 - Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below. * Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child half-wean'd his heart from God ; (Child of his age) for him he liv'd in pain, And measur'd back his steps to earth again. To what excesses had his dotage run ! But God, to save the father, took the son.
Sivu 114 - Grace, And calls forth all the Wonders of her Face ; Sees by Degrees a purer Blush arise, And keener Lightnings quicken in her Eyes. The busy Sylphs surround their darling Care...
Sivu 170 - But now the clouds in airy tumult fly ; The sun emerging opes an azure sky...
Sivu 136 - Muses, make them poor again. Now bring the weapon, yonder blade With which my tuneful pens are made. I...
Sivu 164 - To clear this doubt, to know the world by sight, To find if books, or swains, report it right, (For yet by swains alone the world he knew, Whose feet came wandering o'er the nightly dew...
Sivu 114 - Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face : Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Sivu 175 - Thy prayer, thy praise, thy life to vice unknown, In sweet memorial rise before the throne: These charms success in our bright region...
Sivu 174 - Celestial odours breathe through purpled air ; And wings, whose colours glitter'd on the day, Wide at his back their gradual plumes display. The form ethereal bursts upon his sight, And moves in all the majesty of light.