Original Poems and Translations, Volym 2J. and R. Tonson, 1743 |
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... Wives Excufe . To Mr. Lee on his Alexander . 219 220 To my dear Friend Mr. Congreve , on his Comedy call'd The Double Dealer . 222 To Mr. Granvile , on his excellent Tragedy called Heroic Love . 224 To my Friend Mr. Motteux , on his ...
... Wives Excufe . To Mr. Lee on his Alexander . 219 220 To my dear Friend Mr. Congreve , on his Comedy call'd The Double Dealer . 222 To Mr. Granvile , on his excellent Tragedy called Heroic Love . 224 To my Friend Mr. Motteux , on his ...
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... Wife Andromache , and his Infant Son Afyanax . The Defcription of that Interview is the Subject of this Tranflation . HUS having faid , brave Hector went to fee His virtuous Wife , the fair Andromache . He found her not at home ; for ...
... Wife Andromache , and his Infant Son Afyanax . The Defcription of that Interview is the Subject of this Tranflation . HUS having faid , brave Hector went to fee His virtuous Wife , the fair Andromache . He found her not at home ; for ...
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... Wife beheld him , and with eager pace Flew to his Arms , to meet a dear Embrace : His Wife , who brought in Dow'r Cilicia's Crown , And , in her felf , a greater Dow'r alone : Aetion's Heir , who on the woody Plain Of Hippoplacus did in ...
... Wife beheld him , and with eager pace Flew to his Arms , to meet a dear Embrace : His Wife , who brought in Dow'r Cilicia's Crown , And , in her felf , a greater Dow'r alone : Aetion's Heir , who on the woody Plain Of Hippoplacus did in ...
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John Dryden. Hector beheld him with a filent Smile ; His tender Wife ftood weeping by the while : Prefs'd in her own , his warlike Hand she took , Then figh'd , and thus prophetically spoke . Thy dauntless Heart ( which I forefee too ...
John Dryden. Hector beheld him with a filent Smile ; His tender Wife ftood weeping by the while : Prefs'd in her own , his warlike Hand she took , Then figh'd , and thus prophetically spoke . Thy dauntless Heart ( which I forefee too ...
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... Wife and Son are in thy Ruin loft : This is a Husband's and a Father's Poft . The Scean Gate commands the Plains below ; Here marshal all thy Soldiers as they go ; And hence with other Hands repel the Foe . By yon wild Fig tree lies ...
... Wife and Son are in thy Ruin loft : This is a Husband's and a Father's Poft . The Scean Gate commands the Plains below ; Here marshal all thy Soldiers as they go ; And hence with other Hands repel the Foe . By yon wild Fig tree lies ...
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Original poems, and translations, in two volumes, Volym 2 John Dryden Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1777 |
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againſt bear Beauty becauſe befide beft beſt Breaft caft call'd Caufe CHLORIS cloſe cou'd COUNTESS of ABINGDON DAPHNIS Death Defire e'en Earth eaſe ev'ry Expreffion Eyes Face fafe faid fair fame Fate Father fear fecure feems feen felf fhall fhou'd fhun fince fing Fire firft firſt flain fome foon Friend ftill fuch fure fweet Gods Grace Hand Heart Heav'n himſelf Houſe Iphis Jove Joys juft Kifs laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs live loft lov'd Love Lover Lucretius Maid Mind moft moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt Numbers Nymph o'er Ovid Paffion Pain paſs Pindar pleas'd pleaſe Pleaſure Poet Pow'r Praiſe prefent purſue raiſe Reafon reft rife ſee ſeen ſelf Senfe ſhall ſhe Soul ſtand ſtay ſtill thee thefe themſelves Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou thought Tranflation underſtand Verfe Virgil Whig Whofe Wife Wiſh Words wou'd Youth
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Sida 223 - So much the sweetness of your manners move, We cannot envy you, because we love. Fabius might joy in Scipio, when he saw A beardless consul made against the law, And join his suffrage to the votes of Rome, Though he with Hannibal was overcome.
Sida 95 - When we are come thus far, it is time to look into ourselves ; to conform our genius to his, to give his thought either the same turn, if our tongue will bear it, or if not, to vary but the dress, not to alter or destroy the substance.
Sida 327 - 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...
Sida 314 - Meantime, her warlike brother on the seas His waving streamers to the winds displays, And vows for his return with vain devotion pays. Ah, generous youth ! that wish forbear, The winds too soon will waft thee here ! Slack all thy sails, and fear to come ; Alas ! thou knowst not, thou art wrecked at home.
Sida 74 - tis grateful to the rich to try A short vicissitude, and fit of poverty : A savoury dish, a homely treat, Where all is plain, where all is neat, Without the stately spacious room, The Persian carpet, or the Tyrian loom, Clear up the cloudy foreheads of the great v.
Sida 95 - ... poesie is of so subtle a spirit, that in pouring out of one language into another, it will all evaporate; and if a new spirit" be not added in the transfusion, there will remain nothing but a caput mortuum...
Sida 76 - What is't to me, Who never sail in her unfaithful sea, If storms arise, and clouds grow black ; , If the mast split, and threaten wreck ? Then let the greedy merchant fear For his ill-gotten gain ; And pray to gods that will not hear, While the debating winds and billows bear His wealth into the main.
Sida 8 - ... that verse commonly which they call golden, or two substantives and two adjectives, with a verb betwixt them to keep the peace.
Sida 6 - Thus difficult it is to understand the purity of English, and critically to discern not only good writers from bad, and a proper style from a corrupt, but also to distinguish that which is pure in a good author from that which is vicious and corrupt in him.
Sida 336 - She cast not back a pitying eye: But left her lover in despair To sigh, to languish, and to die: Ah ! how can those fair eyes endure To give the wounds they will not cure ? Great God of Love, why hast thou made A face that can all hearts command, That all religions can invade, And change the laws of every land?