The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 641790 |
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... fame , Your pleasures and your pains . V. Like thee , in lowly , fylvan scenes , On river - banks and flowery greens My Mufe delighted plays ; Nor through the defart or the air , Though fwans or eagles triumph there , With fond ambition ...
... fame , Your pleasures and your pains . V. Like thee , in lowly , fylvan scenes , On river - banks and flowery greens My Mufe delighted plays ; Nor through the defart or the air , Though fwans or eagles triumph there , With fond ambition ...
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... guardian powers of love and fame , This chafte , harmonious pair behold ; And thus reward the generous flame Of all who barter vows for gold . O bloom O bloom of youth , O tender charms Well buried BOOK THE FIRST . ODE III . 13.
... guardian powers of love and fame , This chafte , harmonious pair behold ; And thus reward the generous flame Of all who barter vows for gold . O bloom O bloom of youth , O tender charms Well buried BOOK THE FIRST . ODE III . 13.
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... ? What means that darkness on your brow ? As if with all her broken vow You meant the fair apoftate to upbraid ? ODE ODE V. AGAINST SUSPICION . I. H fly ! ' BOOK THE FIRST . O DE IV . 13 Affected Indifference, to the fame,
... ? What means that darkness on your brow ? As if with all her broken vow You meant the fair apoftate to upbraid ? ODE ODE V. AGAINST SUSPICION . I. H fly ! ' BOOK THE FIRST . O DE IV . 13 Affected Indifference, to the fame,
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... fame , And Pompey to the Roman name Gave universal sway : Where are they ? -Homer's reverend Holds empire to the thirtieth age , And tongues and climes obey . VI . And thus when William's acts divine No longer shall from Bourbon's line ...
... fame , And Pompey to the Roman name Gave universal sway : Where are they ? -Homer's reverend Holds empire to the thirtieth age , And tongues and climes obey . VI . And thus when William's acts divine No longer shall from Bourbon's line ...
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... fame : But when for generous minds and manly laws A nation holds her prime applaufe , Their public zeal fhall all reproof difclaim . T ODE IX . TO CUR I O * . M.DCC.XLIV . I. HRICE hath the spring beheld thy faded fame Since I exulting ...
... fame : But when for generous minds and manly laws A nation holds her prime applaufe , Their public zeal fhall all reproof difclaim . T ODE IX . TO CUR I O * . M.DCC.XLIV . I. HRICE hath the spring beheld thy faded fame Since I exulting ...
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Amalthea arms Bards Behold beneath bids bleft blissful bands bofom breaſt Britiſh caufe cauſe CERINTHUS charms Corycian Damon defire Delia delight divine doft Dryads Ev'n eyes facred faid fair fame fate fatire fcene fecret fhade fhall fhame filent fing fire firft firſt flame flave flowers fmiles focial foft folemn fome fong fons foon foul fpirit fprings freedom ftands ftate ftill ftrain ftreams fuch fweet glory grove hand hath heart heaven himſelf honour hour infpire Latium loft LXIV lyre maid Margaret of Anjou mind moſt Mufe Muſe muſt Naiads nobler Nymphs o'er paffions pain Pentheus Petrarch Pindar pleafing pleaſe pleaſure praiſe pride rais'd raiſe reafon reft rifing ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhore ſhould ſhrine ſky ſpeaks ſpread ſtate ſtill ſway tender Tethys thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou toils treaſure virtue whofe whoſe Wiſdom wiſh youth
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