The Art of English Poetry Containing: Rules for making verses. A collection of the most natural, agreeable and sublime thoughts (!) ... that are to be found in the best English poets. A dictionary of rhymes. I.. II.. III.S. Buckley, 1710 - 554 |
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Strona 22
... fweeteft Part of my divided Heart . Dryd . Where the Tendernefs of Expreffion will not attore for the Jingle .. CHAP . CHA P. III . Of the feveral forts of Poems 22 RULES for making How gawdy Fate may be in Prefents fent, ...
... fweeteft Part of my divided Heart . Dryd . Where the Tendernefs of Expreffion will not attore for the Jingle .. CHAP . CHA P. III . Of the feveral forts of Poems 22 RULES for making How gawdy Fate may be in Prefents fent, ...
Strona 25
... Heart : Her Nets the most prepar'd could never shun ; For Nature Spread them in the Scorn of Art . Or of 8 ; as , Had Echo with fo fweet a Grace , Narciffus loud Complaints return'd : Not for Reflexion of his Face , But of his Voice the ...
... Heart : Her Nets the most prepar'd could never shun ; For Nature Spread them in the Scorn of Art . Or of 8 ; as , Had Echo with fo fweet a Grace , Narciffus loud Complaints return'd : Not for Reflexion of his Face , But of his Voice the ...
Strona 30
... Heart . Tho ' what you Jaid had not been true , If Spoke by any else but you ; Tour Speech will govern Destiny , And Fate will change rather than you shall iye . Cowl . The fame Poet furnishes us with an Example of a Stanza of 12 Verfes ...
... Heart . Tho ' what you Jaid had not been true , If Spoke by any else but you ; Tour Speech will govern Destiny , And Fate will change rather than you shall iye . Cowl . The fame Poet furnishes us with an Example of a Stanza of 12 Verfes ...
Strona 34
... Heart , fwell till you break : She cannot love me if she would , And , to fay Truth , ' twere Pity that she should . No , to the Grave thy Sorrows bear , As filent as they will be there ; Since that lov'd Hand this mortal Wound does ...
... Heart , fwell till you break : She cannot love me if she would , And , to fay Truth , ' twere Pity that she should . No , to the Grave thy Sorrows bear , As filent as they will be there ; Since that lov'd Hand this mortal Wound does ...
Strona 2
... Heart with Grief for thy unkind Delay . Rom . Fly fwift , ye Hours , you measure Time for me in vain , Till you bring back Leonidas again : Be fwifter now , and to redeem that Wrong , When he and I are met be twice as long . Dryd . Mar ...
... Heart with Grief for thy unkind Delay . Rom . Fly fwift , ye Hours , you measure Time for me in vain , Till you bring back Leonidas again : Be fwifter now , and to redeem that Wrong , When he and I are met be twice as long . Dryd . Mar ...
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