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... onpractis'd look , Their first assurance from my conquest took ; By wounding
me the learn'd the fatal art , And the first sigh she had was from my heart : My
eyes with tears moistning her snowy arms , Render'd the tribute owing to her
charms .
... onpractis'd look , Their first assurance from my conquest took ; By wounding
me the learn'd the fatal art , And the first sigh she had was from my heart : My
eyes with tears moistning her snowy arms , Render'd the tribute owing to her
charms .
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Her wasted spirits now begin to faint , Yet patience ties her tongue from all
complaint , And in her heart as in a fort remains ; But yields at last to her refillefs
pains . Thus while the fever , am'rous of his prey , Through all her veins makes
his ...
Her wasted spirits now begin to faint , Yet patience ties her tongue from all
complaint , And in her heart as in a fort remains ; But yields at last to her refillefs
pains . Thus while the fever , am'rous of his prey , Through all her veins makes
his ...
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sorrow wears , Both men and Gods I charge now with my loss , And , wild with
grief , my thoughts each other cross ; My heart and congue labour in both
extremes , This sends up humble pray'rs , while that blafphemes : I ask their help ,
whose ...
sorrow wears , Both men and Gods I charge now with my loss , And , wild with
grief , my thoughts each other cross ; My heart and congue labour in both
extremes , This sends up humble pray'rs , while that blafphemes : I ask their help ,
whose ...
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HEN I held out against your eyes , You took the surest course A heart unwary to
furprize , You ne'er could take by force . However , tho ' I strive no more , The fort
will now be priz'd ; Which , if surrender'd up before , Perhaps had been despis'd .
HEN I held out against your eyes , You took the surest course A heart unwary to
furprize , You ne'er could take by force . However , tho ' I strive no more , The fort
will now be priz'd ; Which , if surrender'd up before , Perhaps had been despis'd .
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... brisker time Had fam'd for nonsense in immortal rhime . M— ve had much ado
to ' scape the snare , Tho ' vers'd in all those arts that cheat the fair . Beauty and
wit had seiz'd his heart so fast , That Numps himself seem'd in the stocks at last .
... brisker time Had fam'd for nonsense in immortal rhime . M— ve had much ado
to ' scape the snare , Tho ' vers'd in all those arts that cheat the fair . Beauty and
wit had seiz'd his heart so fast , That Numps himself seem'd in the stocks at last .
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Términos y frases comunes
againſt ANTONY appear arms bear beauty beſt better blood body BRUTUS CAESAR cares CASCA CASSIUS cauſe charms Citizen danger dear death doubt Enter ev'n ev'ry eyes face fair fall fame fate fault fear fire firſt foes force give Gods grief hand happy hear heart Heav'n himſelf hold honour hope itſelf joys JUNIA juſt kill kind laſt leave liberty live look loſe LUCILIUS mankind mean mind moſt move muſt nature never night noble once pain paſſion pity pleaſe pleaſure poor PORTIA pow'r praiſe rage reaſon reſt Roman Rome ſay SCENE ſee ſeem ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſome ſoul ſpeak ſtill ſuch tears tell tender thee theſe thing thoſe thou thoughts VARIUS virtue whoſe wiſe worthy wretched yield
Pasajes populares
Página 199 - O what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep; and I perceive you feel The dint of pity: these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded?
Página 197 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Página 198 - Caesar loved you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad. 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs; For if you should, O, what would come of it!
Página 146 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life; but for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Página 88 - Read Homer once, and you can read no more ; For all books else appear so mean, so poor, Verse will seem prose : but still persist to read. And Homer will be all the books you need.
Página 64 - I as wife as many of my fex : But time and you may bolder thoughts infpire ; And I, perhaps, may yield to your defire.
Página 199 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii: Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Página 64 - For now my Pen has tir'd my tender Hand : My Woman knows the Secret of my Heart, And may hereafter better News impart.
Página 87 - A work of such inestimable worth, There are but two the world has yet brought forth ! HOMER and VIRGIL ! with what...
Página 207 - But here our author, befides other faults Of ill expreffions, and of vulgar thoughts, Commits one crime that needs an act of grace, And breaks the law of unity of place...