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... race . If then thou art that cruel god , whose eyes Delight in blood , and human sacrifice , Thy dreadful altars I with slaves will store , And feed thy nostrils with hot reeking gore ; Or if that mild and gentle god thou be , Who dost ...
... race . If then thou art that cruel god , whose eyes Delight in blood , and human sacrifice , Thy dreadful altars I with slaves will store , And feed thy nostrils with hot reeking gore ; Or if that mild and gentle god thou be , Who dost ...
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... race ; Fate cannot frown here , nor kind Fortune smile . Ariel . Kind Fortune smiles , and she Has yet in store for thee Some strange felicity . Follow me , follow me , And thou shalt see . Eolus . Come down , my blusterers , swell no ...
... race ; Fate cannot frown here , nor kind Fortune smile . Ariel . Kind Fortune smiles , and she Has yet in store for thee Some strange felicity . Follow me , follow me , And thou shalt see . Eolus . Come down , my blusterers , swell no ...
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... race . They then , who of each trip th ' advantage take , Find but those faults , which they want wit to make . way ; Maximin . Fate's dark recesses we can never find ; But Fortune at some hours to all is kind ; The lucky have whole ...
... race . They then , who of each trip th ' advantage take , Find but those faults , which they want wit to make . way ; Maximin . Fate's dark recesses we can never find ; But Fortune at some hours to all is kind ; The lucky have whole ...
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... race ( Each brandishing his bull - spear in his hand ) , Did their proud jennets gracefully command . On their steel'd heads their demi - lances wore Small 22 THE CONQUEST OF GRANADA . THE CONQUEST OF GRANADA. 1669 or 1670. ...
... race ( Each brandishing his bull - spear in his hand ) , Did their proud jennets gracefully command . On their steel'd heads their demi - lances wore Small 22 THE CONQUEST OF GRANADA . THE CONQUEST OF GRANADA. 1669 or 1670. ...
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... race ; Now , sunk from his meridian , sets apace . But as the sun , when he from noon declines , And with abated heat less fiercely shines , Seems to grow milder as he goes away , Pleasing himself with the remains of day : So he who ...
... race ; Now , sunk from his meridian , sets apace . But as the sun , when he from noon declines , And with abated heat less fiercely shines , Seems to grow milder as he goes away , Pleasing himself with the remains of day : So he who ...
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Page 212 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame; The sweet enthusiast from her sacred store Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With Nature's mother-wit and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown : He raised a mortal to the skies; She drew an angel down.
Page 154 - In the first rank of these did Zimri stand: A man so various, that he seem'd 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 chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon: Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking; Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Page 209 - A present deity ! the vaulted roofs rebound : With ravished ears The monarch hears, Assumes the god; Affects to nod And seems to shake the spheres.
Page 162 - Shall I speak plain, and, in a nation free, Assume an honest layman's liberty ? I think, according to my little skill, To my own mother-church submitting still, That many have been saved, and many may, Who never heard this question brought in play.
Page 209 - With flying fingers touched the lyre: The trembling notes ascend the sky And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove Who left his blissful seats above, Such is the power of mighty love ! A dragon's fiery form belied the god; Sublime on radiant spires he rode When he to fair Olympia...
Page 150 - And lent the crowd his arm to shake the tree. •Now, manifest of crimes contrived long since, He stood at bold defiance with his Prince, Held up the buckler of the people's cause Against the crown, and skulked behind the laws.
Page 180 - LOOK round the habitable world, how few Know their own good, or, knowing it, pursue. How void of reason are our hopes and fears ! What in the conduct of our life appears So well...
Page 211 - 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 ! The many rend the skies with loud applause ; So Love was crown'd, but Music won the cause.
Page 25 - But know, that I alone am king of me. I am as free as nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
Page 154 - 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.