Poems by Cowley, Waller, Butler, Denham, Dryden, and Pomfret, Випуски 77 – 79Johnson, 1810 - 220 стор. |
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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 , [ me and wait but the command to ...
... 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 , [ me and wait but the command to ...
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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 ? [ ple up 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 ...
... Syph . Gods ! where's the worth that sets this peo- above your own Numidia's tawny sons ? [ ple up 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 ...
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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 arms beauty behold blest blood bold breast bright brother Cæsar Cato Cato's Cecilia's charms DANIEL PURCELL death Decius delight dost dreadful Dryden e'er ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate father fear flame fools friends give gods grace griefs hand happy hast hear heart heaven honour hope Hudibras I've sounded immortal Juba king live Lord Lord Halifax lov'd Lucia Lucius maid majestic band mankind Marc Marcia Marcus mighty mind Muse nature ne'er never numbers Numidian nymph o'er once passion peace Pharsalia pleasure poet Portius pow'r praise prince rage ravish'd rise Roman Roman senate Rome scenes Sempronius senate shade shew shine sight smile song sorrows soul sound stream sung sweet swells sword Syph Syphax tears thee thine thoughts toil tongue tremble Utica verse virtue whilst winds would'st thou young youth
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