The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volumes 39-40Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 - English poetry |
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... flow to strike th ' harmonious shell , Averfe to fing , who know ' to fing fo well ? If thy proud Muse the tragic bufkin wears , Great Sophocles revives and re - appears ; While regularly bold , fhe nobly fings . Strains , worthy to ...
... flow to strike th ' harmonious shell , Averfe to fing , who know ' to fing fo well ? If thy proud Muse the tragic bufkin wears , Great Sophocles revives and re - appears ; While regularly bold , fhe nobly fings . Strains , worthy to ...
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... flow Ye verdaut meads , where flowers eternal blow ! Ye fhady vales , where zephyrs ever play ! Ye woods , where little warblers tune their lay ! Here grant me , heaven , to end my peaceful days , And fteal myself from life by flow ...
... flow Ye verdaut meads , where flowers eternal blow ! Ye fhady vales , where zephyrs ever play ! Ye woods , where little warblers tune their lay ! Here grant me , heaven , to end my peaceful days , And fteal myself from life by flow ...
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... flow thou in peaceful freams , Bid thy bold fons restrain their martial flames ; In thy own laurel's shade great Marlborough stay , There charm the thoughts of conquer'd worlds away ; Guardian of England ! born to fcourge her foes ...
... flow thou in peaceful freams , Bid thy bold fons restrain their martial flames ; In thy own laurel's shade great Marlborough stay , There charm the thoughts of conquer'd worlds away ; Guardian of England ! born to fcourge her foes ...
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... flies , In vain they flow ! for her , the lover dies . No more let Tagus boaft , whofe beds unfold A fhining treasure of all - conquering gold ! No 2 No more the * Po ! whose wandring waters stray 50 BROOME'S POEMS .
... flies , In vain they flow ! for her , the lover dies . No more let Tagus boaft , whofe beds unfold A fhining treasure of all - conquering gold ! No 2 No more the * Po ! whose wandring waters stray 50 BROOME'S POEMS .
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... flow verfe heaves , and the clogg'd words fcarce move ; But when from high it rolls , with many a bound , Jumping it thundering whirls , and rufhes to the ground : Swift flows the verfe when winged lightnings fly , Dart from the dazzled ...
... flow verfe heaves , and the clogg'd words fcarce move ; But when from high it rolls , with many a bound , Jumping it thundering whirls , and rufhes to the ground : Swift flows the verfe when winged lightnings fly , Dart from the dazzled ...
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Æneid æther arms Bard beauty beneath blefs bofom breaſt breathe bright charms cloſe clouds death defcends divine dreadful earth eaſe Ev'n eyes facred fafe fair fame fate feems fhades fhall fhines fhores fhould fighs fight filent fing fire fkies flain flame fleep flies FLORUS flowers fmiles foft fome fong fons foul fpring ftand ftill ftreams fuch fweet fwell glorious glory grace ground grove heart heaven honours Iliad Jove king labour laſt lefs Lord LYCIDAS lyre Meaſures Mufe Muſe muſt night numbers nymph o'er paffion plain pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure praife praiſe purſue rage rais'd raiſe reft rife riſe rofe ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhore ſhow ſkies ſky ſpeak ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtrain ſweet tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand thunder trembling Twas verfe whofe winds wings youth
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Page 32 - To find if books, or swains, report it right (For yet by swains alone the world he knew...
Page 32 - And hail, my son," the reverend sire replied ; Words follow'd words, from question answer flow'd, And talk of various kind deceiv'd the road ; Till each with other pleas'd, and loth to part, While in their age they differ, join in heart : Thus stands an aged elm in ivy bound, Thus youthful ivy clasps an elm around. Now...
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Page 38 - Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below.
Page 35 - Without a vain, without a grudging heart, To him who gives us all, I yield a part ; From him you come, for him accept it here, A frank and sober, more than costly cheer.
Page 37 - ... Detested wretch !" — but scarce his speech began, When the strange partner seem'd no longer man His youthful face grew more serenely sweet ; His robe turn'd white, and flow'd upon his feet ; Fair rounds of radiant points invest his hair ; Celestial odours...
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Page 13 - ... his bosom heaves, And darts with active rage along the waves. Confus'd the monarch sees his hissing foe, And dives, to shun the sable fates, below. Forgetful frog ! The friend thy shoulders bore, Unskill'd in swimming, floats remote from shore.