The renegado. The bondman. The fatal dowry. The emperor of the East. The maid of honourT. Davies, 1779 |
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... Hand to raife the dejected Spirits of the contemned Sons of the Mu- fes ; fuch as would not fuffer the glorious Fire of Poefy to be wholly extinguished , is fo remarkable and peculiar to your Lordship , that with a full Vote and ...
... Hand to raife the dejected Spirits of the contemned Sons of the Mu- fes ; fuch as would not fuffer the glorious Fire of Poefy to be wholly extinguished , is fo remarkable and peculiar to your Lordship , that with a full Vote and ...
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... Hand , And made authentick by th ' imperial Seal . There when you find me mention'd , far be it from you To think it my Ambition to prefume At fuch a Happinefs , which his pow'rful Will From his great Mind's Magnificence , not my Merit ...
... Hand , And made authentick by th ' imperial Seal . There when you find me mention'd , far be it from you To think it my Ambition to prefume At fuch a Happinefs , which his pow'rful Will From his great Mind's Magnificence , not my Merit ...
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... Hand to kifs Hereafter , fome Time spent to make Enquiry Of the good Parts and Faculties of your Mind , You fhall hear further from nie . Mufta . Tho ' all Torments Really fuffer'd , or in Hell imagin'd By curious Fiction , in one ...
... Hand to kifs Hereafter , fome Time spent to make Enquiry Of the good Parts and Faculties of your Mind , You fhall hear further from nie . Mufta . Tho ' all Torments Really fuffer'd , or in Hell imagin'd By curious Fiction , in one ...
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... ` Hath kept a conftant and an honour'd Course ) Into the Gulf of a deferv'd ill Fame ? Now fall unpitied ? And , in a Moment With mine own Hands dig up a Grave to bury The monumental Heap of all my Years , Employ'd in 22 RENEGADO . THE.
... ` Hath kept a conftant and an honour'd Course ) Into the Gulf of a deferv'd ill Fame ? Now fall unpitied ? And , in a Moment With mine own Hands dig up a Grave to bury The monumental Heap of all my Years , Employ'd in 22 RENEGADO . THE.
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... Hand , Will with Delight weigh down all Tortures that A flinty Hangman's Rage could execute , Or rigid Tyranny command with Pleasure . Don . How the Abundance of Good , flowing to thee , Is wrong'd in this Simplicity ? And thefe ...
... Hand , Will with Delight weigh down all Tortures that A flinty Hangman's Rage could execute , Or rigid Tyranny command with Pleasure . Don . How the Abundance of Good , flowing to thee , Is wrong'd in this Simplicity ? And thefe ...
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Sida 378 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do ; Not light them for themselves : for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not...
Sida 150 - Neigh'd courage to his rider, and brake through Groves of opposed pikes, bearing his lord Safe to triumphant victory; old or wounded, Was set at liberty, and freed from service. The Athenian mules, that from the quarry drew Marble...
Sida 238 - Thro' fire, air, water, earth, nay were they all Shuffled again to chaos ; but there's none. Thy skill, Romont, consists in camps, not courts. Farewell, uncivil man ! let's meet no more : Here our long web of friendship I untwist. Shall I go whine, walk pale, and lock my wife For nothing from her birth's free liberty, That open'd mine to me ? Yes ; if I do, The name of cuckold then dog me with scorn : I am a Frenchman, no Italian born.
Sida 119 - I employ'd ; and when I came To see you, it was with that reverence As I beheld the altars of the gods : And love, that came along with me, was taught To leave his arrows and his torch behind, Quench'd in my fear to give offence.
Sida 253 - I was bold enough to be a strumpet, I dare not yet live one. Let those famed matrons, That are canonized worthy of our sex, Transcend me in their sanctity of life ; I yet will equal them in dying nobly, Ambitious of no honour after life, But that, when I am dead, you will forgive me.
Sida 241 - For, even as the index tells us the contents of stories, and directs to the particular chapters, even so does the outward habit and superficial order of garments (in man or woman) give us a taste of the spirit, and demonstratively point (as it were a manual note from the margin) all the internal quality and habiliment of the soul...
Sida 206 - Not only hath eat up ungratefully All means of thee, her son, but last thyself, Leaving thy heir so bare and indigent, He cannot raise thee a poor monument, Such as a flatterer or an usurer hath, Thy worth in every honest breast builds one, Making their friendly hearts thy funeral stone.
Sida 129 - I have no skill. Here's another, Observe but what a cozening look he has ! — Hold up thy head, man ; if, for drawing gallants Into mortgages for commodities, cheating heirs With your new counterfeit gold thread, and gumm'd velvets, He does not transcend all that went before him, Call in his patent : pass the rest ; they'll all make Sufficient beccos, and, with their brow-antlers, Bear up the cap of maintenance.
Sida 211 - No autumn nor no age ever approach This heavenly piece; which Nature having wrought, She lost her needle, and did then despair Ever to work so lively and so fair ! Lilad.
Sida 128 - twas odds of strength in tyrants, That pluck'd the first link from the golden chain With which that THING OF THINGS* bound in the world. Why then, since we are taught, by their examples, To love our liberty, if not command, Should the strong serve the weak, the fair, deform'd ones ? Or such as know the cause of things, pay tribute To ignorant fools...