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... lord affirm'd that black was white , 160 My word was this , " Your Honour's in the right . " Th ' assuming Wit , who deems himself so wise As his mistaken patron to advise , Let him not dare to vent his dangerous thought ; A noble fool ...
... lord affirm'd that black was white , 160 My word was this , " Your Honour's in the right . " Th ' assuming Wit , who deems himself so wise As his mistaken patron to advise , Let him not dare to vent his dangerous thought ; A noble fool ...
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... lord . Not Hester's self , whose charms the He- brews sing , E'er look'd so lovely on her Persian King : Bright as the rising sun in summer's day , And fresh and blooming as the month of May ! The joyful knight survey'd her by his side ...
... lord . Not Hester's self , whose charms the He- brews sing , E'er look'd so lovely on her Persian King : Bright as the rising sun in summer's day , And fresh and blooming as the month of May ! The joyful knight survey'd her by his side ...
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... lord unkind ; ' Tis love , not jealousy , that fires my mind : For when thy charms my sober thoughts engage , 569 And join'd to them my own unequal age , From thy dear side I have no power to part , Such secret transports warm my ...
... lord unkind ; ' Tis love , not jealousy , that fires my mind : For when thy charms my sober thoughts engage , 569 And join'd to them my own unequal age , From thy dear side I have no power to part , Such secret transports warm my ...
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... lord , It is not in our sex to break our word . ' 709 We leave them here in this heroic strain , And to the Knight our story turns again ; Who in the garden , with his lovely May , Sung merrier than the cuckoo or the jay : This was his ...
... lord , It is not in our sex to break our word . ' 709 We leave them here in this heroic strain , And to the Knight our story turns again ; Who in the garden , with his lovely May , Sung merrier than the cuckoo or the jay : This was his ...
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... lord ! ' t was much unkind ( she cried ) On bare suspicion thus to treat your bride . But till your sight's ... lord's em- brace , With well dissembled virtue in her face . He hugg'd her close , and kiss'd her o'er and o'er , Disturb'd ...
... lord ! ' t was much unkind ( she cried ) On bare suspicion thus to treat your bride . But till your sight's ... lord's em- brace , With well dissembled virtue in her face . He hugg'd her close , and kiss'd her o'er and o'er , Disturb'd ...
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Page 141 - All Nature is but Art, unknown to thee; All Chance, Direction, which thou canst not see; All Discord, Harmony not understood; All partial Evil, universal Good: And, spite of Pride, in erring Reason's spite, One truth is clear, WHATEVER is, is RIGHT.
Page 90 - Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face ; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes. The busy sylphs surround their darling care, These set the head, and those divide the hair, Some fold the sleeve, whilst others plait the gown ; And Betty's prais'd for labours not her own. CANTO II. NOT with more glories, in th...
Page 139 - The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy Reason would he skip and play ? Pleas'd to the last he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
Page 98 - Cares produce, Or who would learn one earthly Thing of Use ? To patch, nay ogle, might become a Saint, Nor could it sure be such a Sin to paint. But since, alas ! frail Beauty must decay...
Page 72 - The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar : When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow ; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Page 94 - The little engine on his fingers' ends; This just behind Belinda's neck he spread, As o'er the fragrant steams she bends her head. Swift to the lock a thousand sprites repair...
Page 93 - Falls undistinguish'd by the victor spade! Thus far both armies to Belinda yield; Now to the baron fate inclines the field. His warlike Amazon her host invades, Th' imperial consort of the crown of spades.
Page 168 - But clear and artless pouring through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows ? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who taught that heaven-directed spire to rise ? " The Man of Ross," each lisping babe replies. Behold the market-place with poor o'erspread ! The Man of Ross...
Page 138 - Say first, of God above, or man below What can we reason, but from what we know? Of man, what see we but his station here, From which to reason, or to which refer?
Page 91 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike.