Original Poems and Translations, Volumen2J. and R. Tonson, 1743 |
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... look on an ill Copy of an excellent Origi- mal : Much lefs can I behold with patience Virgil , Homer , and fome others , whofe Beauties I have been endeavouring all my Life to imitate , fo abus'd , as I may fay , to their Faces , by a ...
... look on an ill Copy of an excellent Origi- mal : Much lefs can I behold with patience Virgil , Homer , and fome others , whofe Beauties I have been endeavouring all my Life to imitate , fo abus'd , as I may fay , to their Faces , by a ...
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... look'd on Virgil as a fuccinct , grave and majestick Writer ; one who weigh'd , not only every Thought , but every Word and Syllable : Who was still aiming to crowd his Senfe into as narrow a Compafs as poffibly he cou'd ; for which ...
... look'd on Virgil as a fuccinct , grave and majestick Writer ; one who weigh'd , not only every Thought , but every Word and Syllable : Who was still aiming to crowd his Senfe into as narrow a Compafs as poffibly he cou'd ; for which ...
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... looks as if I were afraid of my Reader , by fo te- dious a befpeaking of him : And yet I have Horace and Theocritus upon my Hands ; but the Greek Gentleman fhall quickly be difpatch'd , because I have more business with the Roman . That ...
... looks as if I were afraid of my Reader , by fo te- dious a befpeaking of him : And yet I have Horace and Theocritus upon my Hands ; but the Greek Gentleman fhall quickly be difpatch'd , because I have more business with the Roman . That ...
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... Look on me kindly , and fome pity fhew , Or give me leave at least to look on you . Some God transform me by his Heav'nly Pow'r Ev'n to a Bee to buzz within your Bow'r , The winding Ivy - chaplet to invade , And folded Fern that your ...
... Look on me kindly , and fome pity fhew , Or give me leave at least to look on you . Some God transform me by his Heav'nly Pow'r Ev'n to a Bee to buzz within your Bow'r , The winding Ivy - chaplet to invade , And folded Fern that your ...
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... ; Nor knew the force of Cupid's cruel Darts , Nor fear'd his awful Pow'r on human Hearts ; But either from her hopeless Lover fled , Or with disdainful Glances fhot him dead . No No kifs , no look , to cheer the drooping 36 TRANSLATIONS.
... ; Nor knew the force of Cupid's cruel Darts , Nor fear'd his awful Pow'r on human Hearts ; But either from her hopeless Lover fled , Or with disdainful Glances fhot him dead . No No kifs , no look , to cheer the drooping 36 TRANSLATIONS.
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Página 223 - So much the sweetness of your manners move, We cannot envy you, because we love. Fabius might joy in Scipio, when he saw A beardless consul made against the law, And join his suffrage to the votes of Rome, Though he with Hannibal was overcome.
Página 95 - When we are come thus far, it is time to look into ourselves ; to conform our genius to his, to give his thought either the same turn, if our tongue will bear it, or if not, to vary but the dress, not to alter or destroy the substance.
Página 327 - 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...
Página 314 - Meantime, her warlike brother on the seas His waving streamers to the winds displays, And vows for his return with vain devotion pays. Ah, generous youth ! that wish forbear, The winds too soon will waft thee here ! Slack all thy sails, and fear to come ; Alas ! thou knowst not, thou art wrecked at home.
Página 74 - tis grateful to the rich to try A short vicissitude, and fit of poverty : A savoury dish, a homely treat, Where all is plain, where all is neat, Without the stately spacious room, The Persian carpet, or the Tyrian loom, Clear up the cloudy foreheads of the great v.
Página 95 - ... poesie is of so subtle a spirit, that in pouring out of one language into another, it will all evaporate; and if a new spirit" be not added in the transfusion, there will remain nothing but a caput mortuum...
Página 76 - What is't to me, Who never sail in her unfaithful sea, If storms arise, and clouds grow black ; , If the mast split, and threaten wreck ? Then let the greedy merchant fear For his ill-gotten gain ; And pray to gods that will not hear, While the debating winds and billows bear His wealth into the main.
Página 8 - ... that verse commonly which they call golden, or two substantives and two adjectives, with a verb betwixt them to keep the peace.
Página 6 - Thus difficult it is to understand the purity of English, and critically to discern not only good writers from bad, and a proper style from a corrupt, but also to distinguish that which is pure in a good author from that which is vicious and corrupt in him.
Página 336 - She cast not back a pitying eye: But left her lover in despair To sigh, to languish, and to die: Ah ! how can those fair eyes endure To give the wounds they will not cure ? Great God of Love, why hast thou made A face that can all hearts command, That all religions can invade, And change the laws of every land?