The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volym 16Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... pains which with ten months I ftrove ! Ah ! hadft thou dy'd , my fon , in infant years , Thy little herfe had been bedew'd with tears . Thou liv'ft by me ; to me thy breath refign ; Mine is the merit , the demerit thine . Thy life by ...
... pains which with ten months I ftrove ! Ah ! hadft thou dy'd , my fon , in infant years , Thy little herfe had been bedew'd with tears . Thou liv'ft by me ; to me thy breath refign ; Mine is the merit , the demerit thine . Thy life by ...
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... pains : He fear'd not fate , but only griev'd to die Without an honest wound , and by a death so dry . Happy Ancæus , thrice aloud he cry'd , With what becoming fate in arms he dy'd ! Then call'd his brothers , fifters , fire , around ...
... pains : He fear'd not fate , but only griev'd to die Without an honest wound , and by a death so dry . Happy Ancæus , thrice aloud he cry'd , With what becoming fate in arms he dy'd ! Then call'd his brothers , fifters , fire , around ...
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... pain : They beat their breasts with many a bruising blow , Till they turn livid , and corrupt the fnow . The corpfe they cherish , while the corpfe remains , And exercise and rub with fruitless pains ; And when to funeral flames ' tis ...
... pain : They beat their breasts with many a bruising blow , Till they turn livid , and corrupt the fnow . The corpfe they cherish , while the corpfe remains , And exercise and rub with fruitless pains ; And when to funeral flames ' tis ...
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... pains which with ten months I strove ! Ah ! hadst thou dy'd , my fon , in infant years , Thy little herfe had been bedew'd with tears . Thou liv'ft by me ; to me thy breath resign ; Mine is the merit , the demerit thine . Thy life by ...
... pains which with ten months I strove ! Ah ! hadst thou dy'd , my fon , in infant years , Thy little herfe had been bedew'd with tears . Thou liv'ft by me ; to me thy breath resign ; Mine is the merit , the demerit thine . Thy life by ...
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... pains : He fear'd not fate , but only griev'd to die Without an honeft wound , and by a death fo dry . Happy Ancæus , thrice aloud he cry'd , With what becoming fate in arms he dy'd ! Then call'd his brothers , fifters , fire , around ...
... pains : He fear'd not fate , but only griev'd to die Without an honeft wound , and by a death fo dry . Happy Ancæus , thrice aloud he cry'd , With what becoming fate in arms he dy'd ! Then call'd his brothers , fifters , fire , around ...
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The Works of the English Poets, Volym 17–19 John Dryden,Samuel Johnson Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1779 |
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Sida 301 - Happy the man - and happy he alone He who can call today his own, He who, secure within, can say 'Tomorrow, do thy worst, for I have...
Sida 301 - And always in extreme. Now with a noiseless gentle course It keeps within the middle bed.; . Anon it lifts aloft the head, And bears down all before it with impetuous force : And trunks of trees come rolling down...
Sida 252 - I have already hinted a word or two concerning it ; that is, the maintaining the character of an author, which distinguishes him from all others, and makes him appear that individual poet whom you would interpret.
Sida 301 - 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 77 - Immortal offspring of my brother Jove ; My brightest nephew, and whom best I love, Whose hands were join'd with mine, to raise the...
Sida 55 - I can fpare, As only decorations of the war : So Mars is arm'd for glory, not for need. 'Tis fomewhat more from Neptune to proceed,.
Sida 297 - Let him alone, with what he made, To toss and turn the world below; At his...
Sida 133 - em twinkling up in air. Take not away the life you cannot give, For all things have an equal right to live. Kill noxious creatures, where 'tis sin to save ; This only just prerogative we have: But nourish life with vegetable food, And shun the sacrilegious taste of blood.
Sida 162 - O you pow'rs above, How rude I am in all the arts of love! My hand is yet untaught to write to men: This is th...
Sida 305 - His children and his family, And order all things till he come, Sweaty and...