The virgin muse. Being a collection of poems from our most celebrated English poets. [Ed.] by J. Greenwood1722 |
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... Wing'd Squadrons of the God of War , Who conquer wherefoe'er you are ; ༦། Let ecchoing Anthems make his Praises known On Earth , his Foot Stool , as in Heav'n his Throne : Great Eye of all , whofe glorious Ray Rules the bright Empire of ...
... Wing'd Squadrons of the God of War , Who conquer wherefoe'er you are ; ༦། Let ecchoing Anthems make his Praises known On Earth , his Foot Stool , as in Heav'n his Throne : Great Eye of all , whofe glorious Ray Rules the bright Empire of ...
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... Wings M Ean while the South Wind rofe , and with black Wide hovering , all the Clouds together drove From under Heav'n ; the Hills to their fupply Vapour , and Exhalation dusk and moist , Sent up amain ; and now the thicken'd Sky Like a ...
... Wings M Ean while the South Wind rofe , and with black Wide hovering , all the Clouds together drove From under Heav'n ; the Hills to their fupply Vapour , and Exhalation dusk and moist , Sent up amain ; and now the thicken'd Sky Like a ...
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... Wings upon his Rooft , and fung : For when Degrees fifteen afcended right , By fure Instinct he knew ' twas One at Night . High was his Comb , and Coral - red withall , In dents embattl'd like a Castle Wall ; His Bill was Raven - black ...
... Wings upon his Rooft , and fung : For when Degrees fifteen afcended right , By fure Instinct he knew ' twas One at Night . High was his Comb , and Coral - red withall , In dents embattl'd like a Castle Wall ; His Bill was Raven - black ...
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... Wings cou'd fly And neither fink too low , nor foar too high ? What could he who follow'd claim , But of vain Boldness the unhappy Fame , And by his Fall a Sea to Name ? Pindar's unnavigable Song , Like a fwoln Flood from fome fteep ...
... Wings cou'd fly And neither fink too low , nor foar too high ? What could he who follow'd claim , But of vain Boldness the unhappy Fame , And by his Fall a Sea to Name ? Pindar's unnavigable Song , Like a fwoln Flood from fome fteep ...
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... Wings opens his liquid way . Whilft , alas , my timorous Mufe Unambitious Tracts purfues ; Does with weak unballaft Wings About the molly Brooks and Springs , About the Trees new - bloffom'd Heads , About the Gardens painted Beds ...
... Wings opens his liquid way . Whilft , alas , my timorous Mufe Unambitious Tracts purfues ; Does with weak unballaft Wings About the molly Brooks and Springs , About the Trees new - bloffom'd Heads , About the Gardens painted Beds ...
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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.