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The Rolliad, in Two Parts; Probationary Odes for the Laureatship, and ...
Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2018
admirable Æneid alluded ANTISTROPHE beauty Behold BILLY CECIL WRAY character compliment Court cries critic D-mn dear DELAVAL Delpini Derry divine Drummer Duke DUNDAS E'en Eclogue fair fame favour genius George give grace Hail Hastings head hero HIGH BAILIFF honour House of Commons illustrious IMITATIONS Irish JENKY Joseph Warton justice King late Laureat Lord Lord Thurlow Lordship lyre Majesty Marquis MERLIN Minister MULGRAVE Muse NATHANIEL WILLIAM WRAXALL ne'er never noble NUMBER o'er observe occasion panegyric passage Peers Pindar PITT PITT's poem poet pow'r praise present PRETTYMAN pride racter readers ROLLE ROLLIAD ROLLO Royal Scrutiny sing SIR CECIL SIR JOSEPH Sir Richard soul Sovereign speak speech spirit thee thine Thomas Warton thou thought THURLOW tion tongue truth verse Virgil virtues vote Warton whole word worthy WRAY youth
Side 530 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf : Witches...
Side 21 - The dawn is overcast, the morning lowers, And heavily in clouds brings on the day, The great, the important day, big with the fate Of Cato and of Rome.
Side 467 - Who hath ascended up into heaven, or descended? who hath gathered the wind in his fists? who hath bound the waters in a garment? who hath established all the ends of the earth? what is his name, and what is his...
Side 412 - This is the cat That killed the rat That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.
Side 305 - King ! Just type of him who rules on high ! Hail ! inexhausted, boundless spring Of sacred truth and Holy Majesty ! Grand is thy form, — 'bout five feet ten, Thou well-built, worthiest, best of men ! Thy chest is stout, thy back is broad, — Thy Pages view thee, and are aw'd ! Lo ! how thy white eyes roll ! Thy whiter eye-brows stare! Honest soul ! Thou'rt witty, as thou'rt fair.
Side 363 - High fhe hangs the hero's fpear ; And there, with all the palms of peace combin'd, Her unpolluted hands the milder trophy rear. To Kings like thefe, her genuine theme, The Mufe a blamelefs homage pays ; To GEORGE, of kings like thefe fupreme.
Side 323 - I swore, while George shall reign, The Seals, in spite of changes, to retain, Nor quit the woolsack till he quits the Throne ! And now, the bays for life to wear, Once more with mightier oaths, by s I swear!
Side 14 - For true to public Virtue's patriot plan. He loves the Minister and not the Man ; Alike the advocate of North and Wit, The friend of Shelburne, and the guide of Pitt.
Side 235 - ... who was pleased by an express oracle to order the inhabitants of Delphi to set apart for Pindar one half of the first-fruit offerings brought by the religious to his shrine ; and to allow him a place in his temple; where in an iron chair he was used to sit and sing his hymns, in honour of that god.