The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 301790 |
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... pains : But , fince the ftate has all your cares engrofs'd , And poetry in higher thoughts is loft , Attend to what a leffer Muse indites , Pardon her faults , and countenance her flights . On you , my Lord , with anxious fear I wait ...
... pains : But , fince the ftate has all your cares engrofs'd , And poetry in higher thoughts is loft , Attend to what a leffer Muse indites , Pardon her faults , and countenance her flights . On you , my Lord , with anxious fear I wait ...
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... pain . From herbs and flowers they pick each tender bee , And cull from plants a buzzing progeny ; From these they choose out fubjects , and create A little monarch of the rising state ; Then build wax kingdoms for the infant prince ...
... pain . From herbs and flowers they pick each tender bee , And cull from plants a buzzing progeny ; From these they choose out fubjects , and create A little monarch of the rising state ; Then build wax kingdoms for the infant prince ...
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... pains , And swells the flesh , and fhoots among the veins . When first a cold hard winter's ftorms arrive , And threaten death or famine to their hive , If now their finking state and low affairs Can move your pity , and provoke your ...
... pains , And swells the flesh , and fhoots among the veins . When first a cold hard winter's ftorms arrive , And threaten death or famine to their hive , If now their finking state and low affairs Can move your pity , and provoke your ...
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... pain He flings and fpurns , and tries to fnort in vain , Loud heavy mows fall thick on every fide , ' Till his bruis'd bowels burft within the hide . When dead , they leave him rotting on the ground , With branches , thyme , and caffia ...
... pain He flings and fpurns , and tries to fnort in vain , Loud heavy mows fall thick on every fide , ' Till his bruis'd bowels burft within the hide . When dead , they leave him rotting on the ground , With branches , thyme , and caffia ...
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... pain , That longs to launch into a bolder strain . But I've already troubled you too long , Nor dare attempt a more adventurous fong . My humble verse demands a fofter theme , A painted meadow , or a purling ftream ; Unfit for Heroes ...
... pain , That longs to launch into a bolder strain . But I've already troubled you too long , Nor dare attempt a more adventurous fong . My humble verse demands a fofter theme , A painted meadow , or a purling ftream ; Unfit for Heroes ...
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ÆNEID æther againſt amidſt arms atque behold blood bluſhes breaſt Britiſh Cadmus Cæfar caft Cato Cato's cauſe charms courſe death DECIUS deſcribed deſcription eaſe Ev'n eyes faid fame fate father fays fecret fhall fhining fide fight fire firft firſt fome forrows foul friends ftand ftill ftorms ftreams ftrength fubject fuch fword Georgic goddeſs gods grief heart heaven himſelf Jove JUBA laſt loft LUCIA LUCIUS maid MARCIA MARCUS mighty moſt Mufe Muſe muſt numbers Numidian nunc nymph o'er Ovid paffion Pentheus Phaeton pleaſe pleaſure Poet PORTIUS praiſe prince purſue rage raiſe reft reſt rife riſe Roman Rome ſcenes ſee SEMPRONIUS ſhade ſhall ſhape ſhe ſhine ſhore ſhould ſhow ſkies ſky ſpeak ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtill ſtood ſuch SYPHAX tears thee theſe thoſe thou thoughts thouſand thunder toils verſe view'd Virgil virgin virtue Whilft winds wiſh youth
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Сторінка 232 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Сторінка 338 - ... 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 236 - Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile : The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur all around...
Сторінка 232 - In foreign realms and lands remote, Supported by Thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air.
Сторінка 337 - 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 284 - A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty, Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Сторінка 259 - And heavily in clouds brings on the day, The great, th' important day, big with the fate Of Cato and of Rome" Our father's death Would fill up all the guilt of civil war, And close the scene of blood.
Сторінка 117 - Their stated course, and leave the beaten track. The youth was in a maze, nor did he know Which way to turn the reins, or where to go ; Nor wou'd the horses, had he known, obey.
Сторінка 233 - For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.
Сторінка 261 - Remember what our father oft has told us : The ways of heaven are dark and intricate, Puzzled in mazes, and perplex'd with errors : Our understanding traces them in vain, Lost and bewilder'd in the fruitless search : Nor sees with how much art the windings run, Nor where the regular confusion ends.