Fables Antient and Modern: Translated Into Verse from Homer, Ovid, Boccace, and Chaucer: with Original PoemsJ. Tonson, 1713 - 550 sidor |
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... Knight of noble Blood was forc'd to marry , and confequently loath'd her : The Crone being in bed with him on the wedding Night , and finding his Averfion , endeavours to win his Affection by Reason , and speaks a good Word for her felf ...
... Knight of noble Blood was forc'd to marry , and confequently loath'd her : The Crone being in bed with him on the wedding Night , and finding his Averfion , endeavours to win his Affection by Reason , and speaks a good Word for her felf ...
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... Knight Phyfician , I hear his Quarrel to me is , that I was the Author of Abfalom and Achitophel , which he thinks is a little hard on his Fana- tique Patrons in London . But I will deal the more civily with his two Poems , be- cause ...
... Knight Phyfician , I hear his Quarrel to me is , that I was the Author of Abfalom and Achitophel , which he thinks is a little hard on his Fana- tique Patrons in London . But I will deal the more civily with his two Poems , be- cause ...
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... Knight : And Conquring Thefeus from his Side had fent Your gen'rous Lord , to guide the Theban Government . Time shall accomplish that ; and I shall fee A Palamon in Him , in Tou an Emily . Already have the Fates your Path prepar'd ...
... Knight : And Conquring Thefeus from his Side had fent Your gen'rous Lord , to guide the Theban Government . Time shall accomplish that ; and I shall fee A Palamon in Him , in Tou an Emily . Already have the Fates your Path prepar'd ...
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... KNIGHT'S TALE . In THREE BOOKS . BOOK I. N Days of old , there liv'd , of mighty Fame A valiant Prince ; and Thefeus was his Name : A Chief , who more in Feats of Arms excell'd The Rifing nor the Setting Sun beheld , B ... But in a Tow ...
... KNIGHT'S TALE . In THREE BOOKS . BOOK I. N Days of old , there liv'd , of mighty Fame A valiant Prince ; and Thefeus was his Name : A Chief , who more in Feats of Arms excell'd The Rifing nor the Setting Sun beheld , B ... But in a Tow ...
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... Knight . The Town befieg'd , and how much Blood it coft The Female Army , and th ' Athenian Host ; The Spoufals of Hippolita the Queen ; What Tilts and Turneys at the Feast were feen ; The Storm at their Return , the Ladies Fear : But ...
... Knight . The Town befieg'd , and how much Blood it coft The Female Army , and th ' Athenian Host ; The Spoufals of Hippolita the Queen ; What Tilts and Turneys at the Feast were feen ; The Storm at their Return , the Ladies Fear : But ...
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Fables Antient and Modern;: Translated Into Verse, from Homer, Ovid ..., Volym 2 John Dryden Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1771 |
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Sida 374 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown ; He raised a mortal to the skies ; She drew an angel down.
Sida 372 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the furies arise ! See the snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their hair ! And the sparkles that flash from their eyes ! Behold a ghastly band, Each a torch in his hand...
Sida 371 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
Sida 89 - Bade cease the war ; pronouncing from on high, Arcite of Thebes had won the beauteous Emily. The sound of trumpets to the voice replied, And round the royal lists the heralds cried, Arcite of Thebes has won the beauteous bride.
Sida 373 - 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.
Sida 367 - None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair. Timotheus, plac'd on high Amid the tuneful quire, With flying fingers touch'd the lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky, And heavenly joys inspire.
Sida 170 - Such as it is, the' offence is all my own ; And what to Guiscard is already done, Or to be done, is doom'd by thy decree, That, if not executed first by thee, Shall on my person be perform'd by me.
Sida 507 - Nothing reserved or sullen was to see; But sweet regards, and pleasing sanctity: Mild was his accent, and his action free. With eloquence innate his tongue was arm'd; Though harsh the precept, yet the preacher charm'd. For letting down the golden chain from high, He drew his audience upward to the sky...