Cowley. Denham. Milton. Butler. Rochester. Roscommon. Otway. Waller. Pomfret. Dorset. Stepney. J. Philips. WalshSamuel Johnson A. Miller, 1800 - English poetry |
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... wonder , wouldst my envy , raise If to be prais'd I lov'd more than to praife : Where'er I fee an excellence , I must admire to fee thy well - knit forfe , Thy numbers gentle , and thy fancies high ; Thofe as thy forehead fmooth , thefe ...
... wonder , wouldst my envy , raise If to be prais'd I lov'd more than to praife : Where'er I fee an excellence , I must admire to fee thy well - knit forfe , Thy numbers gentle , and thy fancies high ; Thofe as thy forehead fmooth , thefe ...
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... wonder fee Amidft this purify'd elected company . With hardship they , and pain , Did to this happiness attain : No labour I , nor merits , can pretend ; I think predestination only was my friend . Ah , that my author had been ty'd like ...
... wonder fee Amidft this purify'd elected company . With hardship they , and pain , Did to this happiness attain : No labour I , nor merits , can pretend ; I think predestination only was my friend . Ah , that my author had been ty'd like ...
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... Wonder that in this golden age The rivers too fhould not do fo . There is no Stoic , fure , who would not now Ev'n fome excefs allow ; And grant that one wild fit of cheerful folly Should end our twenty years of difmal melancholy ...
... Wonder that in this golden age The rivers too fhould not do fo . There is no Stoic , fure , who would not now Ev'n fome excefs allow ; And grant that one wild fit of cheerful folly Should end our twenty years of difmal melancholy ...
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... wonder why Beauty and colour itays not when we die . NOT FAIR . IS very true , I thought you once as fair As women in th ' idea are ; Whatever here feems beauteous , feem'd to he But a faint metaphor of thee : But then , methoughts ...
... wonder why Beauty and colour itays not when we die . NOT FAIR . IS very true , I thought you once as fair As women in th ' idea are ; Whatever here feems beauteous , feem'd to he But a faint metaphor of thee : But then , methoughts ...
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... wonder and delight ; ' Tis Nature's juggling trick to cheat the fight . S LOVE UNDISCOVERED . COME others may with fafety tell The moderate flames which in them dwell ; And either find fome medicine there , Or cure themselves ev'n by ...
... wonder and delight ; ' Tis Nature's juggling trick to cheat the fight . S LOVE UNDISCOVERED . COME others may with fafety tell The moderate flames which in them dwell ; And either find fome medicine there , Or cure themselves ev'n by ...
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againſt Angels beafts becauſe befides beft beſt caft call'd caufe death defign defire doft doth earth elfe ev'n eyes facred fafe faid fair falfe fame fate fatire fear feat feek feem feen fenfe fent ferve feven fhall fhine fhould fide fight fince fing fire firft firſt flain flame fleep fome foon foul fpirits ftand ftars ftate ftill ftrange ftrength fuch fure fword glory hafte hand hath heart Heaven Hell himſelf honour Hudibras itſelf juft king laft laſt lefs live loft Lord mighty moft moſt Mufe muft muſt ne'er never night numbers o'er pafs paft perfon Pindar pleaſure prefent Quoth reafon reft rife Satan ſhall ſtand ſtate ſtill thee thefe themſelves theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou thought turn'd twas uſe vaft verfe Whilft whofe wife worfe
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Page 120 - THIS is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son of Heaven's Eternal King, Of wedded maid, and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring...
Page 24 - Evil into the mind of God or man May come and go, so unapproved, and leave No spot or blame behind...
Page 128 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Page 129 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom...
Page 132 - Through the dear might of him that walked the waves Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops and sweet societies That sing, and singing in their glory move And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Page 29 - By none ; and if not equal all, yet free, Equally free ; for orders and degrees Jar not with liberty, but well consist.
Page 130 - 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.