The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volym 16Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... vain ; At least , she did her last request obtain ; For , while fhe spoke , the ground began to rise , And gather'd round her feet , her legs , and thighs : Her Her toes in roots descend , and , spreading wide TRANSLATIONS.
... vain ; At least , she did her last request obtain ; For , while fhe spoke , the ground began to rise , And gather'd round her feet , her legs , and thighs : Her Her toes in roots descend , and , spreading wide TRANSLATIONS.
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... rising lilies are ; More flowery than the meads , as crystal bright ; Erect as alders , and of equal height : More wanton than a kid ; more fleek thy skin , Than orient fhells , that on the fhores are feen : Than apples fairer , when ...
... rising lilies are ; More flowery than the meads , as crystal bright ; Erect as alders , and of equal height : More wanton than a kid ; more fleek thy skin , Than orient fhells , that on the fhores are feen : Than apples fairer , when ...
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... rise , Ill habits soon become exalted vice : What more advance can mortals make in an So near perfection , who with blood begin ? Deaf to the calf that lies beneath the knife , Looks up , and from her butcher begs her life : Deaf to the ...
... rise , Ill habits soon become exalted vice : What more advance can mortals make in an So near perfection , who with blood begin ? Deaf to the calf that lies beneath the knife , Looks up , and from her butcher begs her life : Deaf to the ...
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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...