Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to Churchill ...J. Bell, 1803 |
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Strona 24
... means , unfold How they with transport might the scene behold . Ah how ! but by repentance , by a mind Quick , and severe , its own offence to find ? By tears , and groans , and never - ceasing care , And all the pious violence of pray ...
... means , unfold How they with transport might the scene behold . Ah how ! but by repentance , by a mind Quick , and severe , its own offence to find ? By tears , and groans , and never - ceasing care , And all the pious violence of pray ...
Strona 29
... For one more trial , one day more to live ? Flung back in time an hour , a moment's space , To grasp with eagerness the means of grace , 30 49 [ give Contend for mercy with a pious rage , And in Book IH . 29 THE LAST DAY .
... For one more trial , one day more to live ? Flung back in time an hour , a moment's space , To grasp with eagerness the means of grace , 30 49 [ give Contend for mercy with a pious rage , And in Book IH . 29 THE LAST DAY .
Strona 62
... means a thing indifferent to a reasonable and virtuous man . Now , to smile at it , and turn it to ridicule , think most elegible , as it bur's ourselves least , and gives vice and folly the greatest offence : and that for this reason ...
... means a thing indifferent to a reasonable and virtuous man . Now , to smile at it , and turn it to ridicule , think most elegible , as it bur's ourselves least , and gives vice and folly the greatest offence : and that for this reason ...
Strona 70
... mean , By spitting on your face to make it clean . Nor is ' t enough all hearts are swoln with Pride , Her pow'r is mighty , as her realm is wide . What can she not perform ? the love of Fame Made bold Alphonsus his Creator blame ...
... mean , By spitting on your face to make it clean . Nor is ' t enough all hearts are swoln with Pride , Her pow'r is mighty , as her realm is wide . What can she not perform ? the love of Fame Made bold Alphonsus his Creator blame ...
Strona 72
... Mean sons of Earth , who , on a South - sea tide Of full success , swam into wealth and pride , Knock with a purse of gold at Anstis ' gate , And beg to be descended from the great . When men of infamy to grandeur soar , They light a ...
... Mean sons of Earth , who , on a South - sea tide Of full success , swam into wealth and pride , Knock with a purse of gold at Anstis ' gate , And beg to be descended from the great . When men of infamy to grandeur soar , They light a ...
Kluczowe wyrazy i wyrażenia
awful beams beneath billows bless bless'd bliss blood bloom boast bold book of Job breast bright Britain Britannia's Britons charms clouds Codrus crown dæmon dare dark death deep distant divine dreadful earth empire eternal ev'n ev'ry fair fame fate fire fix'd flame foes fool frown gen'rous genius give glorious glory glow gods grace groan guilt heart Heav'n human immortal isle JOSEPH ADDISON kings leviathan Lord mankind mighty monarchs mortal Muse Nature Nature's ne'er nectar drink night numbers nymphs o'er pain peace Pindar pow'r praise pride proud rage reign renown resign'd rise roar sacred Satire SATIRE IV SATIRE VI seas shine sing skies smile song soul stars storm strain stream swell sword tempest terror thee theme thine thou thought thro throne thunder toil Trade trembling triumph truth twill virtue Virtue's wealth winds wise
Popularne fragmenty
Strona 125 - Tis greatly wise to know before we're told The melancholy news that we grow old. Autumnal Lyce carries in her face Memento mori to each public place. O how your beating breast a mistress warms Who looks through spectacles to see your charms ! While rival undertakers hover round, And with his spade the sexton marks the ground, Intent not on her own, but others' doom, She plans new conquests and defrauds the tomb.
Strona 152 - One to destroy is murder by the law, And gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe ; To murder thousands takes a specious name, War's glorious art, and gives immortal fame.
Strona 135 - Think nought a trifle, though it small appear ; Small sands the mountain, moments make the year, And trifles life.
Strona 27 - And with strong faith foment the holy fire ! Stretch out my soul in hope, and grasp the prize, Which in eternity's deep bosom lies ! At the great day of recompense behold, Devoid of fear, the fatal book unfold ! Then wafted upward to the blissful seat, From age to age, my grateful song repeat ; My light, my life, my God, my Saviour see, And rival angels in the praise of thee.
Strona 133 - Thus strictly prov'd this virtuous, loving wife, Her husband's pain was dearer than her life. Anxious Melania rises to my view, Who never thinks her lover pays his due : Visit, present, treat, flatter, and adore ; Her majesty, to-morrow, calls for more. His wounded ears complaints eternal fill, As unoil'd hinges, querulously shrill. " You went last night with Celia to the ball.
Strona 94 - For, lo ! Philander, of reproach afraid, In secret loves his wife, but keeps her maid. Some nymphs sell reputation ; others buy ; And love a market where the rates run high : Italian music's sweet, because 'tis dear ; Their vanity is tickled, not their ear : Their tastes would lessen, if the prices fell, And Shakespeare's wretched stuff do quite as well; Away the disenchanted fair would throng, And own that English is their mother tongue.
Strona 124 - Across the room, and toss into the chair. So far their commerce with mankind is gone, They, for our manners, have exchang'd their own. The modest look, the castigated grace, The gentle movement, and slow-measur'd pace, For which her lovers died, her parents paid, Are indecorums with the modern maid.
Strona 164 - With fame, in just proportion, envy grows ; The man that makes a character, makes foes : Slight, peevish insects round a genius rise, As a bright day awakes the world of flies ; With hearty malice, but with feeble wing, (To show they live) they flutter, and they sting : But as by depredations wasps proclaim The fairest fruit, so these the fairest fame.
Strona 83 - Of court and town the noontide masquerade ; Where swarms of knaves the vizor quite disgrace, And hide secure behind a naked face ? Where nature's end of language is declin'd, And men talk only to conceal the mind...
Strona 138 - On others' fame, thro' fondness for our own. Of rank and riches proud, Cleora frowns ; For are not coronets akin to crowns ? Her greedy eye, and her sublime address, The height of avarice and pride confess.