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... Syph . SCENE III . Enter SYPHAX and SEMPRONIUS . -Sempronius , all is ready . I've sounded my Numidians , man by man , and find them ripe for a revolt : they all , complain aloud of Cato's discipline , and wait but the command to change ...
... Syph . SCENE III . Enter SYPHAX and SEMPRONIUS . -Sempronius , all is ready . I've sounded my Numidians , man by man , and find them ripe for a revolt : they all , complain aloud of Cato's discipline , and wait but the command to change ...
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... Syph . -Alas ! he's lost , he's lost , Sempronius ; all his thoughts are full of Cato's virtues . But I'll try once more ( for every instant I expect him here ) if yet I can subdue those stubborn principles of faith , of honour , and I ...
... Syph . -Alas ! he's lost , he's lost , Sempronius ; all his thoughts are full of Cato's virtues . But I'll try once more ( for every instant I expect him here ) if yet I can subdue those stubborn principles of faith , of honour , and I ...
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... Syph . In troth , thou ' rt able to instruct grey hairs , and teach the wily African deceit ! Sem . Once more , be sure to try thy skill on Juba ; mean - while I'll hasten to my Roman soldiers , inflame the mutiny , and underhand blow ...
... Syph . In troth , thou ' rt able to instruct grey hairs , and teach the wily African deceit ! Sem . Once more , be sure to try thy skill on Juba ; mean - while I'll hasten to my Roman soldiers , inflame the mutiny , and underhand blow ...
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... Syph . Gods ! where's the worth that sets this peo- above your own Numidia's tawny sons ? do they with tougher sinews bend the bow ? or flies the javelin swifter to it's mark , launch'd from the vigour of a Roman arm ? Who like our ...
... Syph . Gods ! where's the worth that sets this peo- above your own Numidia's tawny sons ? do they with tougher sinews bend the bow ? or flies the javelin swifter to it's mark , launch'd from the vigour of a Roman arm ? Who like our ...
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... Syph . Believe me , Prince , there's not an African that traverses our vast Numidian deserts , in quest of prey , and lives upon his bow , but better practises these boasted virtues . Coarse are his meals , the fortune of the chase ...
... Syph . Believe me , Prince , there's not an African that traverses our vast Numidian deserts , in quest of prey , and lives upon his bow , but better practises these boasted virtues . Coarse are his meals , the fortune of the chase ...
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Addison Anacreon beauty behold blessings blind driver blood bold brave breast bright Cæsar Cato Cato's chaos-like charms courser crown'd death dost dreadful Dryden e'er envy ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate father fear flame floods fools fortune give gods grace Granville grief groves happy hast hear heart heaven honour hope Hudibras immortal Juba king live lord Lord Halifax lov'd Lucia lyre maid Marc Marcia Marcus mighty mind mortal Muse nature ne'er never numbers Numidian nymph o'er once pain passion peace Pharsalia plain pleasure poets poison'd Portius pow'r praise pride prince rage rise Roman Roman senate Rome sacred scenes Sempronius shades shew shine skies smile soft song soul sound stream sung sweet swells Syph Syphax tears thee thine thou thoughts Timotheus trembling verse virgin train virtue weep winds youth
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Сторінка 23 - On the bare earth exposed he lies With not a friend to close his eyes. — With downcast looks the joyless victor sate Revolving in his alter'd soul The various turns of Chance below; And now and then a sigh he stole And tears began to flow.
Сторінка 22 - The praise of Bacchus then the sweet musician sung : Of Bacchus ever fair and ever young : The jolly god in triumph comes ! Sound the trumpets, beat the...
Сторінка 82 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Сторінка 12 - Go lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me That now she knows When I resemble her to thee How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide Thou must have uncommended died.
Сторінка 23 - And value books, as women men, for dress: Their praise is still, — the style is excellent; The sense, they humbly take upon content. Words are like leaves; and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found...
Сторінка 6 - Cooper's Hill, My eye, descending from the Hill, surveys Where Thames among the wanton valleys strays ; Thames ! the most loved of all the Ocean's sons, By his old sire, to his embraces runs, Hasting to pay his tribute to the sea, Like mortal life to meet eternity. Though with those streams he no resemblance hold, Whose foam is amber and their gravel gold, His genuine and less guilty wealth t...
Сторінка 15 - Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss ; A fool might once himself alone expose ; Now one in verse makes many more in prose. Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
Сторінка 24 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Сторінка 21 - A little learning is a dangerous thing ; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring : There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, And drinking largely sobers us again.
Сторінка 19 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.