The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volumen71790 |
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... hand , whereby I ftood engaged for more than I have been able to perform ; in which truly if I have failed , I have the real excuse of the honeftest fort of bankrupts , which is , to have been made unfol- vable not fo much by their own ...
... hand , whereby I ftood engaged for more than I have been able to perform ; in which truly if I have failed , I have the real excuse of the honeftest fort of bankrupts , which is , to have been made unfol- vable not fo much by their own ...
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... hands , and to restore it to the kingdom of God , who is the father of it . It is time to baptize it in Jordan , for it will never become clean by bathing in the water of Da- mafcus . There wants , methinks , but the converfion of that ...
... hands , and to restore it to the kingdom of God , who is the father of it . It is time to baptize it in Jordan , for it will never become clean by bathing in the water of Da- mafcus . There wants , methinks , but the converfion of that ...
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... hands ; it is only you can effect , that neither the Bookfeller repent him- felf of his charge in printing them , nor I of my labour in compofing them . Farewel . A. COWLEY . ΤΟ то THE READER . Call'd the buskin'd muse Melpomene ...
... hands ; it is only you can effect , that neither the Bookfeller repent him- felf of his charge in printing them , nor I of my labour in compofing them . Farewel . A. COWLEY . ΤΟ то THE READER . Call'd the buskin'd muse Melpomene ...
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... hand . Recovering breath , at Fate he did exclaim , Washing with tears the torn and bloody weed : " I may , " faid he , " myself for her death blame ; " Therefore my blood shall wash away that shame : " Since fhe is dead , whose beauty ...
... hand . Recovering breath , at Fate he did exclaim , Washing with tears the torn and bloody weed : " I may , " faid he , " myself for her death blame ; " Therefore my blood shall wash away that shame : " Since fhe is dead , whose beauty ...
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... hand ; him luxury In peace debilitates : whofe tongue can win Tully's own garland , pride to him creeps in . On whom ( like Atlas ' fhoulders ) the propt ftate ( As he were primum mobile of Fate ) Solely relies ; him blind ambition ...
... hand ; him luxury In peace debilitates : whofe tongue can win Tully's own garland , pride to him creeps in . On whom ( like Atlas ' fhoulders ) the propt ftate ( As he were primum mobile of Fate ) Solely relies ; him blind ambition ...
Términos y frases comunes
againſt Anacreon beauteous becauſe beſt beſtow bleffed bleft blood breaſt buſineſs cauſe curfe death defire divine doth e'er earth Engliſh ev'n facred fafe faid fair fame fate fear feen feven fhall fhew fhine fighs fight fince fing firft firſt flain flame fome foon foul ftar ftill ftrange fuch fure grief happineſs hath heart heaven himſelf honour houſes itſelf Juft juſt KATHARINE PHILIPS king laft laſt lefs leſs lyes mafter mighty miſtreſs moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt myſelf ne'er noble numbers o'er Orinda paffion paſt Philetus pleaſure poets pofy praiſe rage reaſon ſaid ſay ſcarce ſea ſee ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſhow ſome ſpeak ſpirit ſpring ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtay ſtill tears thee themſelves theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou doft thouſand twas uſe verfe verſe Whilft whoſe wife
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Página 131 - Ye fields of Cambridge, our dear Cambridge, say, Have ye not seen us walking every day? Was there a tree about which did not know The love betwixt us two? Henceforth, ye gentle trees, for ever fade ; Or your sad branches thicker join, And into darksome shades combine, Dark as the grave wherein my friend is laid...
Página 107 - WHAT shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own ? I shall, like beasts or common people, die, Unless you write my elegy ; Whilst others great, by being born, are grown; Their mothers' labour, not their own. In this scale gold, in th' other fame does lie, The weight of that mounts this so high.
Página 195 - To thee of all things upon earth, Life is no longer than thy mirth. Happy insect! happy thou, Dost neither age nor winter know! But when thou'st drunk, and danced, and sung Thy fill, the flowery leaves among, (Voluptuous and wise withal, Epicurean animal!) Sated with thy summer feast, Thou retir'st to endless rest.
Página 21 - It is time to recover it out of the tyrant's hands, and to restore it to the kingdom of God, who is the father of it.
Página 86 - Thus would I double my life's fading space; For he that runs it well twice runs his race. And in this true delight. These unbought sports, this happy state. I would not fear, nor wish, my fate; But boldly say each night, "To-morrow let my sun his beams display, Or in clouds hide them, — I have lived to-day.
Página 133 - Knowledge he only sought, and so soon caught, As if for him knowledge had rather sought: Nor did more learning ever crowded lie In such a short mortality. Whene'er the skilful youth discoursed or writ, Still did the notions throng About his eloquent tongue, Nor could his ink flow faster than his wit.
Página 140 - But I will briefer with them be, Since few of them were long with me. An higher and a nobler strain My present Emperess does claim, Heleonora, first o...
Página 186 - THE thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks and gapes for drink again; The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair; The sea itself (which one would think Should have but little need of drink) Drinks twice ten thousand rivers up, So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup.
Página 111 - As in the ark, join'd without force or strife, All creatures dwelt; all creatures that had life. Or as the primitive forms of all (If we compare great things with small) Which without discord or confusion lie, In that strange mirror of the Deity.
Página 261 - Darkness' curtains he retires ; In sympathizing night he rolls his smoky fires. .When, Goddess! thou lift'st up thy waken'd head, Out of the morning's purple bed, Thy quire of birds about thee play, And all the joyful world salutes the rising day.