The Works of the Right Honourable Joseph Addison, Volume 4T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1811 |
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... lost . They were filled with such bewitching tenderness and rapture , that it might have been dange- rous to have given them a reading . An inconstant lover , called Phaon , occasioned great calamities to this poetical lady . She fell ...
... lost . They were filled with such bewitching tenderness and rapture , that it might have been dange- rous to have given them a reading . An inconstant lover , called Phaon , occasioned great calamities to this poetical lady . She fell ...
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... lost in the English . I must further add , that the translation has preserved every image and sentiment of Sappho , notwithstanding it has all the ease and spirit of an original . In a word , if the ladies have a mind to know the manner ...
... lost in the English . I must further add , that the translation has preserved every image and sentiment of Sappho , notwithstanding it has all the ease and spirit of an original . In a word , if the ladies have a mind to know the manner ...
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... lost its virtue , and that a woman of our times will find no more relief in taking such a leap , than in singing a hymn to Venus . So that I must cry out with Dido in Dryden's Virgil , Ah ! cruel Heaven , that made no cure for love ...
... lost its virtue , and that a woman of our times will find no more relief in taking such a leap , than in singing a hymn to Venus . So that I must cry out with Dido in Dryden's Virgil , Ah ! cruel Heaven , that made no cure for love ...
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... lost my causes ; and so have made my re- solutions to go down and leap before the frosts begin ; for I am apt to take colds . " Ridicule , perhaps , is a better expedient against love than sober advice , and I am of opinion that ...
... lost my causes ; and so have made my re- solutions to go down and leap before the frosts begin ; for I am apt to take colds . " Ridicule , perhaps , is a better expedient against love than sober advice , and I am of opinion that ...
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... lost the arms , legs , and head ; but discovers such an exquisite workmanship in what re- mains of it , that Michael Angelo declared he had learned his whole art from it . Indeed he studied it so attentively , that he made most of his ...
... lost the arms , legs , and head ; but discovers such an exquisite workmanship in what re- mains of it , that Michael Angelo declared he had learned his whole art from it . Indeed he studied it so attentively , that he made most of his ...
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Page 149 - My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Page 121 - Thammuz came next behind, Whose annual wound in Lebanon allured The Syrian damsels to lament his fate In amorous ditties all a summer's day, While smooth Adonis from his native rock Ran purple to the sea, supposed with blood Of Thammuz yearly wounded...
Page 388 - Curse not the king, no not in thy thought; and curse not the rich in thy bedchamber: for a bird of the air shall carry the voice, and that which hath wings shall tell the matter.
Page 435 - There was a little city, and few men within it; and there came a great king against it, and besieged it, and built great bulwarks against it: 15 Now there was found in it a poor wise man, and he by his wisdom delivered the city; yet no man remembered that same poor man.
Page 182 - So saying, her rash hand in evil hour Forth reaching to the Fruit, she pluck'd, she eat: Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her Works gave signs of woe, That all was lost.
Page 442 - And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page 194 - And another angel came and stood at the altar, having a golden censer, and there was given unto him much incense, that he should offer it with the prayers of all saints upon the golden altar which was before the throne. And the smoke of the incense, which came with the prayers of the saints, ascended up before God out of the angel's hand.
Page 54 - Haste thee Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; 30 Sport, that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Page 120 - Hail, horrors! hail, Infernal World! and thou, profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor— one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time.
Page 61 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th...