The works of the poets of Great Britain and Ireland. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Tom 61804 |
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Strona 21
... trembling the dread fignal took , And all Olympus to the centre shook . 690 Swift to the feas profound the Goddess flies , Jove to his ftarry manfion in the fkies . The fhining fynod of th ' immortals wait The coming God , and from ...
... trembling the dread fignal took , And all Olympus to the centre shook . 690 Swift to the feas profound the Goddess flies , Jove to his ftarry manfion in the fkies . The fhining fynod of th ' immortals wait The coming God , and from ...
Strona 24
... trembling ground . 120 Fame flies before , the mcffenger of Jove , And thining foars , and claps her wings above . Nine facred heralds now , proclaiming loud The monarch's will , fufpend the listening crowd . Soon as the throngs in ...
... trembling ground . 120 Fame flies before , the mcffenger of Jove , And thining foars , and claps her wings above . Nine facred heralds now , proclaiming loud The monarch's will , fufpend the listening crowd . Soon as the throngs in ...
Strona 25
... trembling fhores : 250 The groaning banks are burst with bellowing 1ound , 255 The rocks remurmur , and the deeps rebound . At length the tumult finks , the noises ceafe , And a still filence lulls the camp to peace , Therfites only ...
... trembling fhores : 250 The groaning banks are burst with bellowing 1ound , 255 The rocks remurmur , and the deeps rebound . At length the tumult finks , the noises ceafe , And a still filence lulls the camp to peace , Therfites only ...
Strona 31
... trembling ground ; 985 The tumult thickens , and the skies refound . Amidst the plain in fight of Ilion stands A rifing mount , the work of human hands ; ( This for Myrinne's tomb th ' Immortals know , Though call'd Bateïa in the world ...
... trembling ground ; 985 The tumult thickens , and the skies refound . Amidst the plain in fight of Ilion stands A rifing mount , the work of human hands ; ( This for Myrinne's tomb th ' Immortals know , Though call'd Bateïa in the world ...
Strona 37
... trembling , thus fhe faid : Then is it ftill thy pleasure to deceive ? And woman's frailty always to believe ? Say , to new nations must I cross the main , Or carry wars to fome foft Afian plain ? For whom muft Helen break her fecond ...
... trembling , thus fhe faid : Then is it ftill thy pleasure to deceive ? And woman's frailty always to believe ? Say , to new nations must I cross the main , Or carry wars to fome foft Afian plain ? For whom muft Helen break her fecond ...
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Achilles Ajax Alcinous Antilochus arms Atrides bleft bold brave breaft caft caufe chief courfers crown'd death defcends divine dreadful duft Eurymachus Ev'n eyes facred fafe faid fair fame fate fatire feas fenfe fhade fhall fhining fhips fhore fhould fide field fierce fight filver fire firft fkies flain flame fleep flies foft fome forrows foul fpear fpoke fpread ftand ftill ftream fuch fure glory Goddefs Gods grace Grecian Greece Greeks hand heart Heaven Hector hero himſelf hoft honours Ilion Jove juft king laft lefs loft lord Lycian mighty Mufe muft numbers nymph o'er Pallas Patroclus Peleus plain praife prefent Priam prince queen race rage reft rife rofe round ſhall ſhore ſkies ſtand ſtate tears Telemachus thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thunder toils trembling Trojan Troy Ulyffes vafe whofe wife woes wound youth
Popularne fragmenty
Strona 319 - Some to Conceit alone their taste confine, And glitt'ring thoughts struck out at ev'ry line; Pleas'd with a work where nothing's just or fit; One glaring Chaos and wild heap of wit. Poets, like painters, thus, unskill'd to trace The naked nature and the living grace, With gold and jewels cover ev'ry part, And hide with ornaments their want of art.
Strona 372 - Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise and rudely great: With too much knowledge for the Sceptic side, With too much weakness for the Stoic's pride, He hangs between, in doubt to act or rest; In doubt to deem himself a God or Beast; In doubt his mind or body to prefer; Born but to die, and reas'ning but to err...
Strona 56 - Like leaves on trees the race of man is found, Now green in youth, now withering on the ground; Another race the following spring supplies; They fall successive, and successive rise : So generations in their course decay; So flourish these, when those are pass'd away.
Strona 3 - How fertile will that imagination appear which was able to clothe all the properties of elements, the qualifications of the mind, the virtues and vices, in forms and persons, and to introduce them into actions agreeable to the nature of the things they shadowed?
Strona 312 - And lonely woodcocks haunt the watery glade. He lifts the tube, and levels with his eye ; Straight a short thunder breaks the frozen sky : Oft, as in airy rings they skim the heath, The clamorous lapwings feel the leaden death : Oft, as the mounting larks their notes prepare, They fall, and leave their little lives in air.
Strona 381 - Pursues that chain which links th' immense design, Joins heaven and earth, and mortal and divine ; Sees that no being any bliss can know, But touches some above and some below ; Learns from this union of the rising whole The first, last purpose of the human soul ; And knows where faith, law, morals, all began, All end, in love of God and love of man.
Strona 399 - Hear this, and tremble ! you who 'scape the laws. Yes, while I live, no rich or noble knave Shall walk the world, in credit, to his grave.
Strona 318 - Music resembles poetry; in each Are nameless graces which no methods teach, And which a master-hand alone can reach. If, where the rules not far enough extend, (Since rules were made but to promote their end) Some lucky licence answer to the full Th' intent propos'd, that licence is a rule.
Strona 469 - As Fancy opens the quick springs of Sense, We ply the Memory, we load the brain, Bind rebel Wit, and double chain on chain; Confine the thought, to exercise the breath; And keep them in the pale of Words till death.
Strona 398 - What ? arm'd for virtue when I point the pen, Brand the bold front of shameless guilty men, Dash the proud gamester in his gilded car, Bare the mean heart that lurks beneath a star ; Can there be wanting, to defend her cause, Lights of the church, or guardians of the laws ? Could pension'd Boileau lash in honest strain Flatterers and bigots e'en in Louis...