The Works of the English Poets: AddisonH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... She oft has seen thee preffing on the foe , When Europe was concern'd in every blow ; But durft not in heroic trains rejoice ; The trumpets , drums , and cannons drown'd , her voice : She faw the Boyne run thick with human gore , And ...
... She oft has seen thee preffing on the foe , When Europe was concern'd in every blow ; But durft not in heroic trains rejoice ; The trumpets , drums , and cannons drown'd , her voice : She faw the Boyne run thick with human gore , And ...
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... She fets a man triumphant in the field , O'er giants cloven down , and monsters kill'd , Reeking in blood , and fmear'd with duft and sweat , Whilft angry gods confpire to make him great . Thy navy rides on feas before unpreft , And ...
... She fets a man triumphant in the field , O'er giants cloven down , and monsters kill'd , Reeking in blood , and fmear'd with duft and sweat , Whilft angry gods confpire to make him great . Thy navy rides on feas before unpreft , And ...
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... She forms her voice , the moves our fmiles or tears . If fatire or heroic strains fhe writes , Her hero pleases , and her fatire bites . From her no harfh unartful numbers fall , She wears all dreffes , and fhe charms in all . How might ...
... She forms her voice , the moves our fmiles or tears . If fatire or heroic strains fhe writes , Her hero pleases , and her fatire bites . From her no harfh unartful numbers fall , She wears all dreffes , and fhe charms in all . How might ...
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... she lies , Her harvests for uncertain owners rife , Each vineyard doubtful of its mafter grows , And to the victor's bowl each vintage flows . The difcontented fhades of flaughter'd hofts , That wander'd on her banks , her heroes ghofts ...
... she lies , Her harvests for uncertain owners rife , Each vineyard doubtful of its mafter grows , And to the victor's bowl each vintage flows . The difcontented fhades of flaughter'd hofts , That wander'd on her banks , her heroes ghofts ...
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... she laid her down to rest , And to the winds expos'd her glowing breast , To take the freshness of the morning - air , And gather'd in a knot her flowing hair ; While thus the refted , on her arm reclin'd , The hoary willows waving with ...
... she laid her down to rest , And to the winds expos'd her glowing breast , To take the freshness of the morning - air , And gather'd in a knot her flowing hair ; While thus the refted , on her arm reclin'd , The hoary willows waving with ...
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Aëre æther arms aſk atque behold beſt blood bluſhes breaſt bright Cadmus Cæfar caft Cato Cato's cauſe charms courſe CYCNUS death DECIUS defcription eaſe Ev'n eyes faid fame fate father fays fecret fenate fhall fhining fight fire firſt fome forrows foul friends ftand ftill ftory ftrength fubject fuccefs fuch fword Georgic goddeſs gods grief heart heaven himſelf itſelf Jove JUBA laft laſt loft LUCIA LUCIUS maid Marcia Marcus mighty moſt muſt myſelf numbers Numidian nunc nymph o'er Ovid paffion Pentheus Phaeton pleaſe pleaſure Poet Portius praiſe prince purſue rage raiſe reft reſt rife rifu riſe Roman Rome SEMPRONIUS ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſhow ſkies ſky ſpeak ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtood ſtreams Syphax tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thoughts thouſand thunder verfe verſe view'd Virgil virgin virtue waſte Whilft youth САТО
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Сторінка 225 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Сторінка 329 - Here will I hold. If there's a Power above us, — And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works, — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
Сторінка 330 - ... there is all Nature cries aloud Through all her works). He must delight in virtue ; And that which He delights in must be happy. But when ? or where ? This world was made for Caesar — I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them.
Сторінка 45 - Tis Britain's care to watch o'er Europe's fate, And hold in balance each contending state, To threaten bold presumptuous kings with war, And answer her afflicted neighbours pray'r.
Сторінка 153 - Who now appear'd but one continu'd wound. With dropping tears his bitter fate he moans, And fills the mountain with his dying groans. His servants with a piteous look he spies, And turns about his supplicating eyes.
Сторінка 35 - Through pathless fields, and unfrequented floods, To dens of dragons and enchanted woods. But now the mystic tale, that pleased of yore, Can charm an understanding age no more; The long-spun allegories fulsome grow, While the dull moral lies too plain below.
Сторінка 100 - Not the red arm of angry Jove, That flings the thunder from the sky, And gives it rage to roar, and strength to fly. Should the whole frame of nature round him break, In ruin, and confusion hurl'd, He, unconcern'd would hear the mighty crack, And stand secure, amidst a falling world.
Сторінка 210 - Virgil seems no where so well pleased, as when he is got among his Bees in the Fourth Georgic; and ennobles the actions of so trivial a creature, with metaphors drawn from the most important concerns of mankind. His verses...
Сторінка 249 - ... storms of fate, And greatly falling with a falling state. While Cato gives his little senate laws...
Сторінка 278 - Rome will rejoice, and cast its eyes on Cato, As on the second of mankind. CATO. No more! I must not think of life on such conditions. DEC. Caesar is well acquainted with your virtues, And therefore sets this value on your life: Let him but know the price of Cato's friendship, And name your terms.