The virgin muse. Being a collection of poems from our most celebrated English poets. [Ed.] by J. Greenwood1722 |
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... Tears ; He figh'd , but wou'd not speak . · Clorinda came among the reft , And the too kind Concern exprefs'd , And ... tear , Which never fhou'd offend your Ear , But that you bid me tell . ' Tis thus I rove , ' tis thus complain ...
... Tears ; He figh'd , but wou'd not speak . · Clorinda came among the reft , And the too kind Concern exprefs'd , And ... tear , Which never fhou'd offend your Ear , But that you bid me tell . ' Tis thus I rove , ' tis thus complain ...
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... tear ; Yet by the Thunders Stroke from the Roof'tis rent : So fure the Blows , that from high Heaven are fent . Cowley , XXV . Acme and Septimius . ( 1. ) W Hilft on Septimius's panting Breaft , ( Meaning nothing less than Reft ) Acme ...
... tear ; Yet by the Thunders Stroke from the Roof'tis rent : So fure the Blows , that from high Heaven are fent . Cowley , XXV . Acme and Septimius . ( 1. ) W Hilft on Septimius's panting Breaft , ( Meaning nothing less than Reft ) Acme ...
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... tear My Breaft , when Acme is not there , ( 3. ) The God of Love who ftood to hear hint , ( The God of Love was always near him ) Pleas'd and tickled with the found , Sneez'd aloud , and all around The little Loves , that waited by ...
... tear My Breaft , when Acme is not there , ( 3. ) The God of Love who ftood to hear hint , ( The God of Love was always near him ) Pleas'd and tickled with the found , Sneez'd aloud , and all around The little Loves , that waited by ...
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... Tears Of the rich Grape , whilft Mufick Charms their Ears . Why as we pafs , do thofe on Xanthus Shore , As Gods behold us , and as Gods adore ? But But that as well in danger , as degree , ( 32 ) Sarpedon's Speech to Glaucus Sir John ...
... Tears Of the rich Grape , whilft Mufick Charms their Ears . Why as we pafs , do thofe on Xanthus Shore , As Gods behold us , and as Gods adore ? But But that as well in danger , as degree , ( 32 ) Sarpedon's Speech to Glaucus Sir John ...
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... Tears ? How oft did I complain ? When many tedious Days my Fears Told me I lov'd in vain . But now my Joys as wild are grown , And hard to be conceal'd ; Sorrow may make a filent Moan , But joy will be reveal'd . I tell it to the ...
... Tears ? How oft did I complain ? When many tedious Days my Fears Told me I lov'd in vain . But now my Joys as wild are grown , And hard to be conceal'd ; Sorrow may make a filent Moan , But joy will be reveal'd . I tell it to the ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Achelous againſt alfo alſo Arms Baucis Baucis and Philemon beft Bleffings Breaft bright call'd Caufe Charms cou'd Cowley Curfe dark Defire doft e're Eafe Earth Ev'n Eyes fafe faid fair falute fame Fate fcarce fear feen felf fhall fhew fhine fhould filent firft firſt flain Flame fmall foft fome fpread ftand ftill ftood ftrong fuch fung fure fweet Gods greateſt Ground Guife happy Heart Heav'n himſelf Honour Hudibras infpire juft King laft lefs Lelex Light Love Lyre mighty moft Mufe muft muſt Night Numbers Nymph Orinda Ovid Paffion Pain Perfon Philemon Phrygia Pindar Pindus Pleafure pleas'd pleaſe Porringers Pow'r Praife praiſe prefent raiſe Reafon reft rife Robin-Hood rofe Seether Senfe ſhe Sight Sir Charles Sedley Song Soul thee thefe Things thofe thoſe thou thro Timotheus Verfe vex'd Virtue Whilft whofe Winds Wings wou'd
Pasajes populares
Página 158 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Página 112 - And God said, Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters, and let it divide the waters from the waters. And God made the firmament, and divided the waters which were under the firmament from the waters which were above the firmament: and it was so. And God called the firmament Heaven. And the evening and the morning were the second day.
Página 125 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
Página 158 - Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ! for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing : ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Página 22 - Dire was the tossing, deep the groans : Despair Tended the sick, busiest from couch to couch ; And over them triumphant Death his dart Shook, but delay'd to strike, though oft invoked With vows, as their chief good, and final hope.
Página 136 - The Sun to me is dark And silent as the Moon, When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave. Since light so necessary is to life, And almost life itself, if it be true That light is in the Soul, She all in every part; why was the sight To such a tender ball as the eye confined?
Página 136 - To live a life half dead, a living death, And buried; but, O yet more miserable! Myself my sepulchre, a moving grave...
Página 116 - Hither, as to their fountain, other stars Repairing, in their golden urns draw light...
Página 143 - Excelling brass, but more excell'd by gold. Then Summer, Autumn, Winter did appear, And Spring was but a season of the year. The sun his annual course obliquely made, Good days contracted, and enlarged the bad.
Página 10 - tis not a Jest Admir'd with Laughter at a feast, Nor florid Talk which can that Title gain; The Proofs of Wit for ever must remain.