The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volumes 13-14Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 - English poetry |
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... Scarce leaving us the means to claim our own ; Our king they courted , and our merchants aw'd . II . Trade , which like blood should circularly flow , Stopp'd in their channels , found its freedom loft : Thither the wealth of all the ...
... Scarce leaving us the means to claim our own ; Our king they courted , and our merchants aw'd . II . Trade , which like blood should circularly flow , Stopp'd in their channels , found its freedom loft : Thither the wealth of all the ...
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... scarce could steer their way , But feem'd to wander in a moving wood . LXXIX . Our little fleet was now engag'd so far , That like the fword - fifh in the whale they fought : The combat only feem'd a civil war , Till through their ...
... scarce could steer their way , But feem'd to wander in a moving wood . LXXIX . Our little fleet was now engag'd so far , That like the fword - fifh in the whale they fought : The combat only feem'd a civil war , Till through their ...
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... scarce perceive the little time between : Well - meaning men who make this gross mistake , And pleasure lofe only for pleafure's fake ; Each pleasure has its price , and when we pay Too much of pain , we fquander life away . Thus Dorfet ...
... scarce perceive the little time between : Well - meaning men who make this gross mistake , And pleasure lofe only for pleafure's fake ; Each pleasure has its price , and when we pay Too much of pain , we fquander life away . Thus Dorfet ...
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... Scarce leading Lucifer could fall like you ! And must I here my shipwreck'd arts bemoan ? Have I for this fo oft made Ifrael groan ? Your fingle intereft with the nation weigh'd , And turn'd the scale where your defires were laid ! Ev'n ...
... Scarce leading Lucifer could fall like you ! And must I here my shipwreck'd arts bemoan ? Have I for this fo oft made Ifrael groan ? Your fingle intereft with the nation weigh'd , And turn'd the scale where your defires were laid ! Ev'n ...
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... scarce from preffing tears refrains , And painfully his royal ftate maintains , Who now embracing on th ' extreamest shore Almoft revokes what he enjoin'd before : Concludes at last more trust to be allow'd To ftorms and feas than to ...
... scarce from preffing tears refrains , And painfully his royal ftate maintains , Who now embracing on th ' extreamest shore Almoft revokes what he enjoin'd before : Concludes at last more trust to be allow'd To ftorms and feas than to ...
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Page 189 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began : When Nature underneath a heap of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high. Arise ye more than dead. Then cold and hot, and moist and dry, In order to their stations leap, And music's power obey. From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in man.
Page 129 - 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 203 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain : Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
Page 181 - Three poets in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn; The first in loftiness of thought surpassed, The next in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go, To make a third she joined the former two.
Page 3 - As only buz to Heaven with evening wings ; Strike in the dark, offending but by chance ; Such are the blindfold blows of Ignorance : They know not beings,, and but hate a name ; To them the Hind and Panther are the same.
Page 128 - And, to be loved himself, needs only to be known. Just, good, and wise, contending neighbours ,. come, | From your award to wait their final doom ; ( And, foes before, return in friendship home. Without their cost, you terminate the cause, And save the...
Page 97 - Ne'er to have peace with wit, nor truce with sense. The King himself the sacred unction made, As King by office, and as priest by trade. In his sinister hand, instead of ball, He plac'da mighty mug of potent ale; Love's Kingdom...
Page 190 - Excites us to arms With shrill notes of anger And mortal alarms. The double double double beat Of the thundering drum Cries, hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat.
Page 99 - Where did his wit on learning fix a brand And rail at arts he did not understand? Where made he love in Prince Nicander's vein Or swept the dust in Psyche's humble strain? Where sold he bargains, "whipstitch, kiss my arse", Promised a play and dwindled to a farce?
Page 200 - In flower of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair...