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... ) not belonging to the Mortality of the Soul , which are ftrong enough to a reasonable Man , to make him lefs in love with Life , and confequently in less apprehensi- ons ons of Death . Such as are the natu- ral XX PREFACE .
... ) not belonging to the Mortality of the Soul , which are ftrong enough to a reasonable Man , to make him lefs in love with Life , and confequently in less apprehensi- ons ons of Death . Such as are the natu- ral XX PREFACE .
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... Such Drofs the Fire must purge away ' tis just The Author blush , there where the Rea- der muft . Here indeed Mr. Cowley goes far- ther than the Effay ; for he afferts plainly that Obfcenity has no place in Wit ; the other only fays ...
... Such Drofs the Fire must purge away ' tis just The Author blush , there where the Rea- der muft . Here indeed Mr. Cowley goes far- ther than the Effay ; for he afferts plainly that Obfcenity has no place in Wit ; the other only fays ...
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... Such fav'ry Deities must needs be good , As ferv'd at once for Worship and for Food . By force they could not introduce these Gods ; For Ten to One , in former days , was odds . So Fraud was us'd , ( the Sacrificer's Trade , ) Fools are ...
... Such fav'ry Deities must needs be good , As ferv'd at once for Worship and for Food . By force they could not introduce these Gods ; For Ten to One , in former days , was odds . So Fraud was us'd , ( the Sacrificer's Trade , ) Fools are ...
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... such a Reign His Fruitful Nile , and Yoak a Servile Train , If David's Rule Jerufalem Displease , The Dog - star heats their Brains to this Disease . Why then fhould I , encouraging the Bad , Turn Rebel , and run popularly Mad ?. Were ...
... such a Reign His Fruitful Nile , and Yoak a Servile Train , If David's Rule Jerufalem Displease , The Dog - star heats their Brains to this Disease . Why then fhould I , encouraging the Bad , Turn Rebel , and run popularly Mad ?. Were ...
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... Such Virtue's only given to guide a Throne . Not that your Father's Mildness I contemn ; But manly Force becomes the Diadem . ' Tis true , he grants the People all they crave ; And more perhaps than Subjects ought to have : For Lavish ...
... Such Virtue's only given to guide a Throne . Not that your Father's Mildness I contemn ; But manly Force becomes the Diadem . ' Tis true , he grants the People all they crave ; And more perhaps than Subjects ought to have : For Lavish ...
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Page 148 - Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp and feast and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry, — Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
Page 147 - Sometimes, with secure delight, The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade; And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
Page 145 - 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 : Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Page 148 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Page 34 - A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Page 148 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
Page 152 - While rocking winds are piping loud, Or ushered with a shower still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the sun begins to fling...
Page 167 - Now, Lycidas, the shepherds weep no more; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore In thy large recompense, and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood.
Page 164 - And question'd every gust of rugged wings That blows from off each beaked promontory : They knew not of his story; And sage Hippotades their answer brings, That not a blast was from his dungeon...
Page 162 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude ; And, with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear, Compels me to disturb your season due : For Lycidas is dead...