The works of the poets of Great Britain and Ireland. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volym 31804 |
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... SACRED MAJESTY CHARLES 11 , 1669 . " Jam redit & virgo , redeunt Saturnia regna . ” N The laf great age foretold by facred rhimes , Renews it's firi'd courfe : Saturnian times Roll round again . VIRG . OW with a general peace the world ...
... SACRED MAJESTY CHARLES 11 , 1669 . " Jam redit & virgo , redeunt Saturnia regna . ” N The laf great age foretold by facred rhimes , Renews it's firi'd courfe : Saturnian times Roll round again . VIRG . OW with a general peace the world ...
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... SACRED MAJESTY . A PANEGYRIC ON HIS CORONATION . N that wild deluge where the world was drown'd , When life and fin one common tomb had found , The first small profpect of a rifing hill With various rotes of joy the ark did fill : Yet ...
... SACRED MAJESTY . A PANEGYRIC ON HIS CORONATION . N that wild deluge where the world was drown'd , When life and fin one common tomb had found , The first small profpect of a rifing hill With various rotes of joy the ark did fill : Yet ...
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... fine gold I separate the allay , And show how hafty writers sometimes ftray Apter to blame , than knowing how to mend ; A fharp , but yet a neceffary friend . M A FUNERAL PINDARIC POEM , SACRED TO THE HAPPY MEMORY DRYDEN'S POEMS . 81.
... fine gold I separate the allay , And show how hafty writers sometimes ftray Apter to blame , than knowing how to mend ; A fharp , but yet a neceffary friend . M A FUNERAL PINDARIC POEM , SACRED TO THE HAPPY MEMORY DRYDEN'S POEMS . 81.
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Great Britain. A FUNERAL PINDARIC POEM , SACRED TO THE HAPPY MEMORY OF KING CHARLES II So great a tirong not heaven itself could bar ;. THRENODIA AUGUSTALIS I. HUS long my grief has kept me dumb : Tears ftand congeal'd , and cannot flow ...
Great Britain. A FUNERAL PINDARIC POEM , SACRED TO THE HAPPY MEMORY OF KING CHARLES II So great a tirong not heaven itself could bar ;. THRENODIA AUGUSTALIS I. HUS long my grief has kept me dumb : Tears ftand congeal'd , and cannot flow ...
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... Sacred to the immortal memory of Sir PALMES FAIR- BONE , Knight , Governor of Tangier ; in execution of which command , he was mortally wounded by a foot from the Moors , then behieging the town , in the forty - fixth year of his age ...
... Sacred to the immortal memory of Sir PALMES FAIR- BONE , Knight , Governor of Tangier ; in execution of which command , he was mortally wounded by a foot from the Moors , then behieging the town , in the forty - fixth year of his age ...
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Sida 137 - 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 the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in man.
Sida 300 - Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own : He who, secure within, can say, To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
Sida 170 - There was plenty enough, but the dishes were ill sorted; whole pyramids of sweetmeats for boys and women but little of solid meat for men. All this proceeded not from any want of knowledge, but of judgment. Neither did he want that in discerning the beauties and faults of other poets, but only...
Sida 173 - I am sensible, as I ought to be, of the scandal I have given by my loose writings ; and make what reparation I am able, by this public acknowledgment.
Sida 126 - But like a Ball of Fire the further thrown, Still with a greater Blaze she shone, And her bright Soul broke out on ev'ry side.
Sida 171 - We can only say that he lived in the infancy of our poetry, and that nothing is brought to perfection at the first. We must be children before we grow men. There was an Ennius, and in process of time a Lucilius, and a Lucretius, before Virgil and Horace; even after Chaucer there was a Spenser, a Harrington, a Fairfax, before Waller and Denham were in being; and our numbers were in their nonage till these last appeared.
Sida 392 - Fate's severe decree, A new Marcellus shall arise in thee! Full canisters of fragrant lilies bring, Mix'd with the purple roses of the spring: Let me with fun'ral flow'rs his body strow: This gift, which parents to their children owe, This unavailing gift, at least, I may bestow!
Sida 140 - Flushed with a purple grace He shows his honest face: Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes! Bacchus , ever fair and young , Drinking joys did first ordain : Bacchus...
Sida 172 - Tales the various manners and humours (as we now call them) of the whole English nation, in his age. Not a single character has escaped him. All his pilgrims are severally distinguished from each other; and not only in their inclinations, but in their very physiognomies and persons.
Sida 90 - Yet had she oft been chas'd with horns and hounds And Scythian shafts; and many winged wounds Aim'd at her heart; was often forc'd to fly, And doom'd to death, though fated not to die. Not so her young; for their unequal line Was hero's make, half human, half divine. Their earthly mold obnoxious was to fate, Th' immortal part assum'd immortal state.