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ancient beauty Belinda beſt bleft bluſhing boaſt breaſt ceafe Critics Cynthus Dæmons DAPHNI defcend diſplay eaſe Eclogue ev'n ev'ry eyes facred faid fair fame fate fatire feem fenfe feve fhade fhall fhepherds fhining fhore fide fighs filent filver fince fing firft firſt fkies flow'rs foft fome fong foon foreft foul fpirits ftill ftreams fubject fuch fung genius glory Gnome grace groves heav'n himſelf IMITATIONS inſpire itſelf juft laft laſt lefs loft lyre moft moſt Mufe mufic muft Muſe muſt Nature numbers nymph o'er Ovid paffions Paftoral plain pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poem Poets pow'r praife praiſe raiſe reafon refound rife riſe ſcene SEMICHORUS ſenſe ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſkies ſky ſome ſpread ſpring ſtill ſtrain Sylphs thee thefe themſelves Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou thro trembling Umbriel uſe VARIATIONS verfe verſe Virg Virgil whofe Whoſe
Strona 148 - He springs to vengeance with an eager pace, And falls like thunder on the prostrate ace. The nymph exulting fills with shouts the sky...
Strona 81 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground ; Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in Summer yield him shade, In Winter fire.
Strona 165 - The Lock, obtain'd with Guilt, and kept with Pain, In ev'ry place is sought, but sought in vain: With such a Prize no Mortal must be blest, So Heav'n decrees!
Strona 138 - 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.
Strona 156 - There she collects the force of female lungs, Sighs, sobs, and passions, and the war of tongues. A vial next she fills with fainting fears, Soft sorrows, melting griefs, and flowing' tears. The gnome rejoicing bears her gifts away, Spreads his black wings, and slowly mounts to day. Sunk in Thalestris' arms the nymph he found, Her eyes dejected and her hair unbound.
Strona 169 - Cold is that breast which warm'd the world before, And those love-darting eyes must roll no more. Thus, if Eternal Justice rules the ball, Thus...
Strona 104 - Some to Conceit alone their taste confine, And glitt'ring thoughts struck out at ev'ry line; 290 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, 295 And hide with ornaments their want of art.
Strona 109 - Jove Now burns with glory, and then melts with love; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow: Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found.
Strona 170 - How lov'd , how honour'd once , avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!
Strona 107 - Though oft the ear the open vowels tire; While expletives their feeble aid do join; And ten low words oft creep in one dull line: While they ring round the same unvaried chimes With sure returns of still expected rhymes: Where'er you find "the cooling western breeze...