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 стор. |
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... Looks . Love . Loyalty . Lust . Lute . Lyre . } Madness . Man . Marriage . Mars . May . 247 Painting . 248 Paradiče . 249 Pardon . 256 Parting . 266 Passions . Patience . 267 Peace . Peacock . 328 Runaway 382 Te 328 328 Sacrifices Te ...
... Looks . Love . Loyalty . Lust . Lute . Lyre . } Madness . Man . Marriage . Mars . May . 247 Painting . 248 Paradiče . 249 Pardon . 256 Parting . 266 Passions . Patience . 267 Peace . Peacock . 328 Runaway 382 Te 328 328 Sacrifices Te ...
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... look into this Alphabetical Collection for any Word under which the Subject of your Thought may most probably be rang'd ; and you will find what have been imploy'd by our beft Writers , and in what Manner . " It It would have been as ...
... look into this Alphabetical Collection for any Word under which the Subject of your Thought may most probably be rang'd ; and you will find what have been imploy'd by our beft Writers , and in what Manner . " It It would have been as ...
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... Looks and fmild . But these Stanzas are generally in Alternate Rhyme , and the Vérfes confift either of 10 Syllables ; as , She ne'er fax Courts , but Courts could have undone With untaught Looks and an unpractis'd Heart : Her Nets the ...
... Looks and fmild . But these Stanzas are generally in Alternate Rhyme , and the Vérfes confift either of 10 Syllables ; as , She ne'er fax Courts , but Courts could have undone With untaught Looks and an unpractis'd Heart : Her Nets the ...
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... Looks beautiful , becaufe ' tis nigh to Heav'n ; But we ne'er think how fandy's the Foundation , What Storms will batter , and what Tempefts fhake us . At lowest Ebb of Fortune when you lay Contented , then how happy was the Day : But ...
... Looks beautiful , becaufe ' tis nigh to Heav'n ; But we ne'er think how fandy's the Foundation , What Storms will batter , and what Tempefts fhake us . At lowest Ebb of Fortune when you lay Contented , then how happy was the Day : But ...
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... Looks , and wonder why they fmile . The trembling Serpents clofe and filent lie ; The Birds obfcene far from his Paffage fly . A fuddain Spring waits on him as he goes , Suddain as that which by Creation rofe . Down thither , prone in ...
... Looks , and wonder why they fmile . The trembling Serpents clofe and filent lie ; The Birds obfcene far from his Paffage fly . A fuddain Spring waits on him as he goes , Suddain as that which by Creation rofe . Down thither , prone in ...
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Сторінка 179 - I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Сторінка 455 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake ; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg and howlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble ; 20 Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Third Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, Witches...
Сторінка 337 - That he should weep for her? What would he do Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears, And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears.
Сторінка 269 - Hail wedded Love, mysterious law, true source Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else. By thee adulterous lust was driven from men Among the bestial herds to range; by thee, Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother first were known.
Сторінка 389 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Сторінка 320 - The birds their choir apply ; airs, vernal airs, Breathing the smell of field and grove, attune The trembling leaves, while universal Pan, Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance, Led on the eternal Spring.
Сторінка 176 - That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind ; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer, My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass, and yet there Dwelt all that's good and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Сторінка 319 - Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Сторінка 386 - I did hear him groan; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas!
Сторінка 299 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war...