The virgin muse. Being a collection of poems from our most celebrated English poets. [Ed.] by J. Greenwood1722 |
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... Force there needs to make them tremble fo , Touch'd by that Hand , who would not tremble.too ? Here Love takes ftand , and while fhe charms the Ear , Empties his Quiver on the lift'ning Deer ; Mufick fo foftens and difarms the Mind ...
... Force there needs to make them tremble fo , Touch'd by that Hand , who would not tremble.too ? Here Love takes ftand , and while fhe charms the Ear , Empties his Quiver on the lift'ning Deer ; Mufick fo foftens and difarms the Mind ...
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... force fome Lifelefs Verfes meet , With their five Gouty Feet . All every where , like Man's must be the Soul , And Reafon the Inferiour Powers controul . Such were the Numbers which could call , The Stones into the Theban Wall . Such ...
... force fome Lifelefs Verfes meet , With their five Gouty Feet . All every where , like Man's must be the Soul , And Reafon the Inferiour Powers controul . Such were the Numbers which could call , The Stones into the Theban Wall . Such ...
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... force fome odd Similitude . What is it then , which like the Power Divine , We only can by Negatives define ? 8 . In a true peice of Wit all Things must be ; Yet all Things there agree . As in the Ark , joyn'd without force or ftrife ...
... force fome odd Similitude . What is it then , which like the Power Divine , We only can by Negatives define ? 8 . In a true peice of Wit all Things must be ; Yet all Things there agree . As in the Ark , joyn'd without force or ftrife ...
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... Forces try , Now all thy Charms apply , Revenge upon her Ear the Conquests of her Eye . 3 . Weak Lyre ! Thy Virtue fure Is useless here , fince thou art only found To Cure , but not to Wound , And the to Wound , but not to Cure . Too ...
... Forces try , Now all thy Charms apply , Revenge upon her Ear the Conquests of her Eye . 3 . Weak Lyre ! Thy Virtue fure Is useless here , fince thou art only found To Cure , but not to Wound , And the to Wound , but not to Cure . Too ...
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... force fo willingly , That none could Difcord or Disorder fee , In all their contrariety . Each had his Motion natural and free , ( cou'd be And the whole no more mov'd , than the whole World ( 2. ) From thy ftrict Rule fome think that ...
... force fo willingly , That none could Difcord or Disorder fee , In all their contrariety . Each had his Motion natural and free , ( cou'd be And the whole no more mov'd , than the whole World ( 2. ) From thy ftrict Rule fome think that ...
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Achelous againſt alfo Amoret Arms Baucis Baucis and Philemon Beauty beft Breaft bright Camelon Caufe cou'd Courfe Cowley Curfe dark Death Defire doft e'er e're Eafe Earth Ev'n Eyes facred fafe faid fair falute fame Fate fcarce fear feek feen felf fhall fhine fhould filent fince fing firft firſt flain Flame foft fome fpread ftand ftill ftood fuch fung fure fweet gentle Gods greateſt Ground Head Heart Heav'n himſelf Honour infpire Jove juft King laft lefs Lelex Light look Love Lyre mighty moft Mufe muft muſt Numbers Nymph Orinda Ovid Paffion Pain Perfon Philemon Pindar Pittheus pity pleas'd pleaſe Pleaſure Pow'r Praife Praiſe prefent racking Torture Rage raiſe reft Reign rife rofe Seether Senfe Sight Sir Charles Sedley Song Soul thee thefe thine Things thofe thou thro vaft Verfe vex'd Virtue Whilft whofe Winds worfe wou'd
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Page 156 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Page 110 - And God said, Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters, and let it divide the waters from the waters. And God made the firmament, and divided the waters which were under the firmament from the waters which were above the firmament: and it was so. And God called the firmament Heaven. And the evening and the morning were the second day.
Page 124 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
Page 156 - Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ! for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing : ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Page 20 - Dire was the tossing, deep the groans : Despair Tended the sick, busiest from couch to couch ; And over them triumphant Death his dart Shook, but delay'd to strike, though oft invoked With vows, as their chief good, and final hope.
Page 134 - The Sun to me is dark And silent as the Moon, When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave. Since light so necessary is to life, And almost life itself, if it be true That light is in the Soul, She all in every part; why was the sight To such a tender ball as the eye confined?
Page 134 - To live a life half dead, a living death, And buried; but, O yet more miserable! Myself my sepulchre, a moving grave...
Page 114 - Hither, as to their fountain, other stars Repairing, in their golden urns draw light...
Page 141 - Excelling brass, but more excell'd by gold. Then Summer, Autumn, Winter did appear, And Spring was but a season of the year. The sun his annual course obliquely made, Good days contracted, and enlarged the bad.
Page 9 - tis not a Jest Admir'd with Laughter at a feast, Nor florid Talk which can that Title gain; The Proofs of Wit for ever must remain.