Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to Churchill ...J. Bell, 1796 |
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Strona 9
... lives we led . If this be false , let these new greens decay , Let sounding axes lop my limbs away , And crackling flames on all my honours prey . But from my branching arms this infant bear , Let some kind nurse supply a mother's care ...
... lives we led . If this be false , let these new greens decay , Let sounding axes lop my limbs away , And crackling flames on all my honours prey . But from my branching arms this infant bear , Let some kind nurse supply a mother's care ...
Strona 17
... lives ; and you alone shall share His last affection , as his early care . Besides , he's lovely far above the rest , With youth immortal , and with beauty blest . Add , that he varies ev'ry shape with ease , And tries all forms that ...
... lives ; and you alone shall share His last affection , as his early care . Besides , he's lovely far above the rest , With youth immortal , and with beauty blest . Add , that he varies ev'ry shape with ease , And tries all forms that ...
Strona 24
... lives , IO At random wounds , nor knows the wound she gives : She views the story with attentive eyes , And pities Procris , while her lover dies . # IV . COWLEY . The Garden . FAIN would my Muse the flow'ry treasure sing , And humble ...
... lives , IO At random wounds , nor knows the wound she gives : She views the story with attentive eyes , And pities Procris , while her lover dies . # IV . COWLEY . The Garden . FAIN would my Muse the flow'ry treasure sing , And humble ...
Strona 39
... lives on syllables , Ev'n such small critics some regard may claim , Preserv'd in Milton's , or in Shakespeare's name . Pretty ! in amber to observe the forms 166 Of hairs , or straws , or dirt , or grubs , or worms ! 170 The things ...
... lives on syllables , Ev'n such small critics some regard may claim , Preserv'd in Milton's , or in Shakespeare's name . Pretty ! in amber to observe the forms 166 Of hairs , or straws , or dirt , or grubs , or worms ! 170 The things ...
Strona 40
... lives on theft , Steals much , spends little , yet has nothing left ; And he who now to sense , now nonsense , leaning ... live with ease ; Should such a man , too fond to rule alone , Bear , like the Turk , no brother near the throne ...
... lives on theft , Steals much , spends little , yet has nothing left ; And he who now to sense , now nonsense , leaning ... live with ease ; Should such a man , too fond to rule alone , Bear , like the Turk , no brother near the throne ...
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Strona 32 - Peace to all such ! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease : Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Strona 213 - Statesman \ yet friend to Truth! of soul sincere, ' In action faithful, and in honour clear ; 'Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, 'Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend ; 'Ennobled by himself, by all approv'd, 'And prais'd, unenvy'd, by the Muse he lov'd.
Strona 36 - So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks, Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies.
Strona 48 - ... for half a year or more, the common newspapers, in most of which they had some property, as being hired writers, were filled with the most abusive falsehoods and scurrilities they could possibly devise...
Strona 32 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Strona 197 - Yes, I am proud ; I must be proud to see Men, not afraid of God, afraid of me ; Safe from the bar, the pulpit, and the throne, Yet touch'd and sham'd by ridicule alone.
Strona 39 - With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death, Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky...
Strona 35 - Tis all in vain, deny it as I will: 'No, such a genius never can lie still'; And then for mine obligingly mistakes The first lampoon Sir Will or Bubo makes.
Strona 27 - Wit, and Poetry, and Pope. Friend to my Life (which did not you prolong, The world had wanted many an idle song) What Drop or Nostrum can this plague remove?
Strona 33 - Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause ; While wits and templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh, if such a man there be ! Who would not weep, if Atticus were he...