Granville. Yalden. Tickell. Swift. Hammond. Somerville. Parnell. Savage. BroomeSamuel Johnson A. Miller, 1800 - English poetry |
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... Muse the more for being a boy ; And ladies fhould be pleas'd , if not content , To find so young a thing , not wholly impotent . Our stage - reformers too he would difarm , In charity fo cold , in zeal fo warm ; And therefore to atone ...
... Muse the more for being a boy ; And ladies fhould be pleas'd , if not content , To find so young a thing , not wholly impotent . Our stage - reformers too he would difarm , In charity fo cold , in zeal fo warm ; And therefore to atone ...
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... MUSE'S LAST DYING SONG . A MUSE expiring , who , with earlieft voice , Made kings and queens , and beauty's charms her choice ; Now on her death - bed , this laft homage pays , O Queen ! to thee : accept her dying lays . So , at th ...
... MUSE'S LAST DYING SONG . A MUSE expiring , who , with earlieft voice , Made kings and queens , and beauty's charms her choice ; Now on her death - bed , this laft homage pays , O Queen ! to thee : accept her dying lays . So , at th ...
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... Muse must always flutter , like a bird with the wings cut , incapable of a lofty flight . The dialogue of their tragedies is under the fame conftraint as the conftruction ; not a discourse , but an oration ; not fpeaking , but ...
... Muse must always flutter , like a bird with the wings cut , incapable of a lofty flight . The dialogue of their tragedies is under the fame conftraint as the conftruction ; not a discourse , but an oration ; not fpeaking , but ...
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... Muse that's naufeous grown , We loath what we enjoy , drudge when the pleasure's gone . For , tempted with imaginary bays , Fed with immortal hopes and empty praise , He fame pursues , that fair and treacherous bait , Grows wife when ...
... Muse that's naufeous grown , We loath what we enjoy , drudge when the pleasure's gone . For , tempted with imaginary bays , Fed with immortal hopes and empty praise , He fame pursues , that fair and treacherous bait , Grows wife when ...
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... Muse , Till thy feditious profe provokes our rage , And foils the beauties of thy brightest page . Thus here we fee tranfporting scenes arife , Heaven's radiant hoft , and opening paradife ; Then trembling view the dread abyfs beneath ...
... Muse , Till thy feditious profe provokes our rage , And foils the beauties of thy brightest page . Thus here we fee tranfporting scenes arife , Heaven's radiant hoft , and opening paradife ; Then trembling view the dread abyfs beneath ...
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arms beauty blefs bleft breaft bright caufe charms Dæmons Dean death defcend defire delight dreadful Ev'n eyes facred fafe faid fair falute fame fate fatire fcene fcorn feas fecret feems feen fenfe fhade fhall fhew fhine fhore fhould fide fighs fight fince fing fire firft fkies flain flame flave fleep flies fmiles foft fome fong foon foul fpread fpring ftand ftate ftill ftreams fuch fure fweet grace heart heaven honour Jove juft king Lady laft lefs loft Lord lyre mind Mufe muft muſt ne'er never night nymph o'er ORIANA paffion pain Peleus plain pleafing pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure praife praiſe pride rage reft rife rofe ſcene ſhall ſkies ſtate tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand trembling Twas verfe vex'd virtue whofe wife wind worfe youth
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Page 416 - See how the Dean begins to break! Poor gentleman, he droops apace! You plainly find it in his face. That old vertigo in his head Will never leave him, till he's dead. Besides, his memory decays: He recollects not what he says; He cannot call his friends to mind; Forgets the place where last he dined; Plies you with stories o'er and o'er; He told them fifty times before.
Page 419 - He knew a hundred pleasant stories, With all the turns of Whigs and Tories: Was cheerful to his dying day, And friends would let him have his way. 'He gave the little wealth he had, To build a house for fools and mad: And showed by one satiric touch, No nation wanted it so much: That kingdom he hath left his debtor, I wish it soon may have a better.
Page 422 - When beasts could speak, (the learned say They still can do so every day,) It seems, they had religion then, As much as now we find in men. It happen'd, when a plague broke out, (Which therefore made them more devout...
Page 416 - He's dead, you say; then let him rot; I'm glad the medals were forgot. I promis'd him, I own ; but when ? I only was the princess then ; But now as consort of the king, You know, 'tis quite another thing.
Page 428 - Two bordering wits contend for glory ; And one is Whig, and one is Tory : And this for epics claims the bays, And that for elegiac lays : Some...
Page 503 - 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 107 - There taught us how to live; and (oh! too high The price for knowledge) taught us how to die.
Page 416 - To hear his out-of-fashion wit ? But he takes up with younger folks, Who for his wine will bear his jokes. Faith ! he must make his stories shorter, Or change his comrades once a quarter ; In half the time he talks them round, There must another set be found.
Page 491 - His thoughts grow conscious of approaching woe, His idle tears with vain repentance flow ; His locks he rends, his trembling feet he rears, Thick beats his heart with...
Page 415 - em? To all my foes, dear Fortune, send Thy gifts; but never to my friend: I tamely can endure the first; But this with envy makes me burst.