Young. Churchill. Lloyd. Falconer. ThomsonSamuel Johnson A. Miller, 1800 |
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... muse " afpires " Beyond the reach of Greece : with native fires " Mounting aloft , he wings his airy flight , " While Sophocles below ftands trembling at his " height . " Why should we then abroad for judges roam , " When abler judges ...
... muse " afpires " Beyond the reach of Greece : with native fires " Mounting aloft , he wings his airy flight , " While Sophocles below ftands trembling at his " height . " Why should we then abroad for judges roam , " When abler judges ...
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... Muse , opprefs'd by kings , Or droops in filence , or in fetters fings ; In vain thy dauntless fortitude hath borne The bigot's furious zeal , and tyrant's scorn . Why didst thou fafe from home - bred dangers fteer , Referv'd to parish ...
... Muse , opprefs'd by kings , Or droops in filence , or in fetters fings ; In vain thy dauntless fortitude hath borne The bigot's furious zeal , and tyrant's scorn . Why didst thou fafe from home - bred dangers fteer , Referv'd to parish ...
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... Muse in sweetest accents flows , In couplets first taught straggling fense to close . In polish'd numbers , and majestic sound , Where fhall thy rival , Pope , be ever found ? But whilst each line with equal beauty flows , E'en ...
... Muse in sweetest accents flows , In couplets first taught straggling fense to close . In polish'd numbers , and majestic sound , Where fhall thy rival , Pope , be ever found ? But whilst each line with equal beauty flows , E'en ...
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... Muse could give , And in his numbers bade thy mem`ry live ; Gave thee thofe fof fenfations , which might move And warm the coldest anchorite to love ; Gave thee that virtue which could curb desire , Refine and confecrate love's ...
... Muse could give , And in his numbers bade thy mem`ry live ; Gave thee thofe fof fenfations , which might move And warm the coldest anchorite to love ; Gave thee that virtue which could curb desire , Refine and confecrate love's ...
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... Muse be there . She , from fome Amaranthine grove , Where little Loves and Graces rove , The laurel to my Lord must bear , Or garlands make for whores to wear ; She , with foft elegiac verse , Muft grace fome mighty villain's hearfe ...
... Muse be there . She , from fome Amaranthine grove , Where little Loves and Graces rove , The laurel to my Lord must bear , Or garlands make for whores to wear ; She , with foft elegiac verse , Muft grace fome mighty villain's hearfe ...
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Side 435 - Bear me, Pomona ! to thy citron groves ; To where the lemon and the piercing lime, With the deep orange, glowing through the green, Their lighter glories blend.
Side 327 - Its tenure sure ; its income is divine. High-built abundance, heap on heap ! for what ? To breed new wants, and beggar us the more ; Then, make a richer scramble for the throng...
Side 154 - And, by th' approaching summer season, Draws a few hundreds from the stocks, And purchases his country box. Some three or four miles out of town, (An hour's ride will bring you down,) He fixes on his choice abode, Not half a furlong from the road : And so convenient does it lay, The...
Side 429 - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...
Side 501 - While o'er th' enfeebling lute his hand he flung, And to the trembling chords these tempting verses sung: 'Behold, ye pilgrims of this earth, behold! See all but man with unearned pleasure gay ! See her bright robes the butterfly unfold, Broke from her wintry tomb in prime of May. What youthful bride can equal her array? Who can with her for easy pleasure vie? From mead to mead with gentle wing to stray, From flower to flower on balmy gales to fly, Is all she has to do beneath the radiant sky.
Side 460 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Side 306 - Death's tremendous blow. The knell, the shroud, the mattock, and the grave; The deep damp vault, the darkness, and the worm ; These are the bugbears of a winter's eve, The terrors of the living, not the dead. Imagination's fool, and Error's wretch, Man makes a death which Nature never made : Then on the point of his own fancy falls, And feels a thousand deaths in fearing one.
Side 298 - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven : And how they might have borne more welcome news.
Side 150 - A single look more marks th' internal woe, Than all the windings of the lengthen'd Oh. Up to the Face the quick sensation flies, And darts its meaning from the speaking Eyes ; Love, transport, madness, anger, scorn, despair, And all the passions, all the soul is there. In vain Ophelia gives her flowrets round, And with her...
Side 506 - Full oft by holy feet our ground was trod, Of clerks good plenty here you mote espy. A little, round, fat, oily man of God, Was one I chiefly mark'd among the fry : He had a roguish twinkle in his eye, And shone all glittering with ungodly dew, If a tight damsel chaunc'd to trippen by ; Which when observ'd, he shrunk into his mew, And straight would recollect his piety anew.