The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volume 32, Page 1H. Hughs, 1779 - English poetry |
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... thou each paffion to each breaft impart ? Our beating Hearts with sprightly measures move , Or melt us with a tale of hapless Love ! Th ' elated mind's impetuous starts control , Or gently footh to peace the troubled foul ! 5 Graces ...
... thou each paffion to each breaft impart ? Our beating Hearts with sprightly measures move , Or melt us with a tale of hapless Love ! Th ' elated mind's impetuous starts control , Or gently footh to peace the troubled foul ! 5 Graces ...
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... thou chufe , What laurel'd Arch for thy triumphant Muse ? Though each great Ancient court thee to his shrine , Though every Laurel through the dome be thine , ( From the proud Epic , down to those that shade The gentler brow of the soft ...
... thou chufe , What laurel'd Arch for thy triumphant Muse ? Though each great Ancient court thee to his shrine , Though every Laurel through the dome be thine , ( From the proud Epic , down to those that shade The gentler brow of the soft ...
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... thou canst not cure . Ye fhady beeches , and ye cooling streams , Defence from Phoebus ' , not from Cupid's beams ... thou prouder and more hard than they ? The bleating sheep with my complaints agree , They parch'd with heat , and I ...
... thou canst not cure . Ye fhady beeches , and ye cooling streams , Defence from Phoebus ' , not from Cupid's beams ... thou prouder and more hard than they ? The bleating sheep with my complaints agree , They parch'd with heat , and I ...
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... Thou , whom the Nine with Plautus ' wit inspire , The art of Terence and Menander's fire ; Whose sense inftructs us , and whofe humour charms , Whose judgment sways us , and whose spirit warms ! 10 Oh , skill'd in Nature ! fee the ...
... Thou , whom the Nine with Plautus ' wit inspire , The art of Terence and Menander's fire ; Whose sense inftructs us , and whofe humour charms , Whose judgment sways us , and whose spirit warms ! 10 Oh , skill'd in Nature ! fee the ...
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... Thou wert from Etna's burning entrails torn , Got by fierce whirlwinds , and in thunder born ! Refound , ye hills , refound my mournful lay ! Farewell , ye woods , adieu the light of day ! One leap from yonder cliff shall end my pains ...
... Thou wert from Etna's burning entrails torn , Got by fierce whirlwinds , and in thunder born ! Refound , ye hills , refound my mournful lay ! Farewell , ye woods , adieu the light of day ! One leap from yonder cliff shall end my pains ...
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Page 87 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground ; Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in Summer yield him shade, In Winter fire.
Page 106 - Jove Now burns with glory, and then melts with love; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow: Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found.
Page 132 - And decks the goddess with the glittering spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box. The tortoise here and elephant unite, Transform'd to combs, the speckled and the white.
Page 146 - Here living tea-pots stand, one arm held out, One bent ; the handle this, and that the spout...
Page 119 - And bless their Critic with a Poet's fire. An ardent Judge, who zealous in his trust, With warmth gives sentence, yet is always just ; Whose own example strengthens all his laws ; And is himself that great Sublime he draws.
Page 88 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes; my ears With sounds seraphic ring! Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting?
Page 109 - Which lives as long as fools are pleas'd to laugh. Some valuing those of their own side or mind, Still make themselves the measure of mankind : Fondly we think we honour merit then, When we but praise ourselves in other men.
Page 52 - Be smooth, ye rocks ! ye rapid floods, give way ! The Saviour comes ! by ancient bards foretold : Hear him, ye deaf! and all ye blind, behold! He from thick films shall purge the visual ray, And on the sightless eyeball pour the day : 'Tis he th' obstructed paths of sound shall clear And bid new music charm th' unfolding ear: The dumb shall sing, the lame his crutch forego, And leap exulting like the bounding roe.
Page 55 - See a long race thy spacious courts adorn ; See future sons, and daughters yet unborn, In crowding ranks on every side arise, Demanding life, impatient for the skies ! See barbarous nations at thy gates attend, Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend...
Page 96 - Itself unseen, but in th' effects remains. Some, to whom Heav'n in wit has been profuse, Want as much more, to turn it to its use ; For wit and judgment often are at strife, Tho' meant each other's aid, like man and wife.