The poets of Great Britain complete from Chaucer to Churchill, Том 401807 |
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... Heav'n's influence scarce can penetrate : In Life's low vale , the soil the virtues like , They please as beauties , here as wonders strike . Though the same sun with all - diffusive rays Blush in the rose , and in the di'mond blaze ...
... Heav'n's influence scarce can penetrate : In Life's low vale , the soil the virtues like , They please as beauties , here as wonders strike . Though the same sun with all - diffusive rays Blush in the rose , and in the di'mond blaze ...
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... Shall feel your ruling passion strong in death ; Such in those moments as in all the past , Oh ! save my country , Heav'n ' shall be your last . 265 TO A LADY . OF THE CHARACTERS OF WOMEN . 3 Epist . I. Part . III . MORAL ESSAYS . 19.
... Shall feel your ruling passion strong in death ; Such in those moments as in all the past , Oh ! save my country , Heav'n ' shall be your last . 265 TO A LADY . OF THE CHARACTERS OF WOMEN . 3 Epist . I. Part . III . MORAL ESSAYS . 19.
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... Heav'n directed , to the poor . Pictures like these , dear Madam , to design , Asks no firm hand , and no unerring line ; Some wand'ring touches , some reflected light , Some flying stroke alone can hit them right : 150 For how should ...
... Heav'n directed , to the poor . Pictures like these , dear Madam , to design , Asks no firm hand , and no unerring line ; Some wand'ring touches , some reflected light , Some flying stroke alone can hit them right : 150 For how should ...
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... Heav'n , a favor or a debt 175 She e'er should cancel ! -- but she may forget . Safe is your secret still in Chloe's ear ; But none of Chloe's shall you ever hear . Of all her dears she never slander'd one , But cares not if a thousand ...
... Heav'n , a favor or a debt 175 She e'er should cancel ! -- but she may forget . Safe is your secret still in Chloe's ear ; But none of Chloe's shall you ever hear . Of all her dears she never slander'd one , But cares not if a thousand ...
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... Heav'n when it strives to polish all it can , Its last best work , but forms a softer man ; Picks from each sex , to make the fav'rite blest , Your love of pleasure , our desire of rest ; VOL . 111 . 270 275 Blends , in exception to all ...
... Heav'n when it strives to polish all it can , Its last best work , but forms a softer man ; Picks from each sex , to make the fav'rite blest , Your love of pleasure , our desire of rest ; VOL . 111 . 270 275 Blends , in exception to all ...
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Сторінка 132 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And, without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Сторінка 125 - A Clerk, foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, Who pens a Stanza, when he should engross?
Сторінка 132 - Dreading e'en fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and Templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers load, On wings of winds came flying...
Сторінка 131 - Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.
Сторінка 136 - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies.
Сторінка 126 - Wit, and Poetry, and Pope. Friend to my Life (which did not you prolong, The world had wanted many an idle song) What Drop or Nostrum can this plague remove?
Сторінка 36 - Who sees pale Mammon pine amidst his store, Sees but a backward steward for the poor; This year a reservoir, to keep and spare : The next, a fountain, spouting through his heir, In lavish streams to quench a country's thirst, And men and dogs shall drink him till they burst.
Сторінка 125 - I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Сторінка 129 - And, when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own?
Сторінка 170 - Conspicuous scene ! another yet is nigh, (More silent far) where kings and poets lie ; Where MURRAY (long enough, his country's pride) Shall be no more than TULLY, or than HYDE ! Rack'd with sciatics,.