Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New Translations of the Ancient Poets Together with Several Original Poems, Volume 1Jacob Tonson, 1716 - Classical poetry |
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... happy Genius of Mr. Cowley . The feeming eafinefs of it , has made it fpread ; but it has not been confider'd enough , to be fo well cultivated . It languishes in almost every Hand but his , and fome very few , whom ( to keep the rest ...
... happy Genius of Mr. Cowley . The feeming eafinefs of it , has made it fpread ; but it has not been confider'd enough , to be fo well cultivated . It languishes in almost every Hand but his , and fome very few , whom ( to keep the rest ...
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... and this Nation . In theP . 168 Year 1654. By Edmond Waller , Efq ; Heroick Stanza's on the late Lord Prote - 2 & tor : Written after his Funeral , by Mr. P. 174 Dryden . To the happy Memory of the late Lord ) Protector CONTENTS :
... and this Nation . In theP . 168 Year 1654. By Edmond Waller , Efq ; Heroick Stanza's on the late Lord Prote - 2 & tor : Written after his Funeral , by Mr. P. 174 Dryden . To the happy Memory of the late Lord ) Protector CONTENTS :
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... happy Memory of the late Lord ) Protector . By Mr. Sprat of Oxon . p . 180 Pindarick Ode . Upon the late Storm , and Death of the late Lord Protector , enfuing the fame.p. 199 By Mr. Waller . The foregoing Copy anfwer'd . By Mr. Godol ...
... happy Memory of the late Lord ) Protector . By Mr. Sprat of Oxon . p . 180 Pindarick Ode . Upon the late Storm , and Death of the late Lord Protector , enfuing the fame.p. 199 By Mr. Waller . The foregoing Copy anfwer'd . By Mr. Godol ...
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... happy Re- ftoration and Return of His Sacred Ma- jefty Charles the Second , 1660. By P. 241 John Dryden . To his Sacred Majesty , a Panegyrick on his Coronation , 1660. By Mr. Dryden . To my Lord Chancellor , prefented on New . Years ...
... happy Re- ftoration and Return of His Sacred Ma- jefty Charles the Second , 1660. By P. 241 John Dryden . To his Sacred Majesty , a Panegyrick on his Coronation , 1660. By Mr. Dryden . To my Lord Chancellor , prefented on New . Years ...
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... happy had he been , if Destiny • Had higher plac'd his Birth , or not fo high ! His Kingly Virtues might have claim'd a Throne ; And bleft all other Countries but his own . But charming Greatnefs fince fo few refufe ; ' Tis jufter to ...
... happy had he been , if Destiny • Had higher plac'd his Birth , or not fo high ! His Kingly Virtues might have claim'd a Throne ; And bleft all other Countries but his own . But charming Greatnefs fince fo few refufe ; ' Tis jufter to ...
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Page 152 - And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
Page 148 - Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp and feast and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry, — Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
Page 145 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Page 24 - Refuse his age the needful hours of rest ? Punish a body which he could not please ; Bankrupt of life, yet prodigal of ease ? And all to leave what with his toil he won, To that unfeather'd two-legg'd thing, a son ; Got while his soul did huddled notions try, And born a shapeless lump, like anarchy.
Page 159 - Twould stay, and run again, and stay, For it was nimbler much than hinds; And trod as if on the four winds. I have a garden of my own, But so with roses overgrown, And lilies, that you would it guess To be a little wilderness, And all the springtime of the year It only loved to be there.
Page 166 - So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and, with new spangled ore, Flames in the forehead of the morning sky : So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high, Through the dear might of Him that walk'd the waves.
Page 6 - This is thy province, this thy wondrous way, New humours to invent for each new play: This is that boasted...
Page 2 - Heywood and Shirley were but types of thee, Thou last great prophet of tautology: Even I, a dunce of more renown than they, ^ Was sent before but to prepare thy way: And coarsely clad in Norwich drugget came To teach the nations in thy greater name.
Page 153 - Softly on my eyelids laid; And, as I wake, sweet music breathe Above, about, or underneath, Sent by some Spirit to mortals good, Or the unseen Genius of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloister's pale, And love the high embowed roof, With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light.
Page 158 - Is dyed in such a purple grain. There is not such another in The world to offer for their sin.