The Works of the British Poets, Volumen5John & Arthur Arch; and for Bell & Bradfute, and J. Mundell & Company Edinburgh., 1795 - 1157 páginas |
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... Sat on his faded cheek , but under - brows Of dauntless courage , and confiderate pride Waiting revenge : cruel his eye , but cast Signs of remorte and paffion to behold The fellows of his crime , the followers rather ( Far other once ...
... Sat on his faded cheek , but under - brows Of dauntless courage , and confiderate pride Waiting revenge : cruel his eye , but cast Signs of remorte and paffion to behold The fellows of his crime , the followers rather ( Far other once ...
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... Sat fable - vefted Night , eldest of things , ' The confort of his reign ; and by thein ftood Orcus and Ades , and the dreaded name Of Damogorgo : Rumour next , and Chance , And tumult and Confufion , all embroil'd , And Difcord , with ...
... Sat fable - vefted Night , eldest of things , ' The confort of his reign ; and by thein ftood Orcus and Ades , and the dreaded name Of Damogorgo : Rumour next , and Chance , And tumult and Confufion , all embroil'd , And Difcord , with ...
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... Sat like a cormorant ; yet not truc life Thereby regain'd , but fat devifiing death To them who liv'd ; nor on the virtue thought Of that life - giving plant , but only us'd For profpect , what , well as'd , had been the pledge Of ...
... Sat like a cormorant ; yet not truc life Thereby regain'd , but fat devifiing death To them who liv'd ; nor on the virtue thought Of that life - giving plant , but only us'd For profpect , what , well as'd , had been the pledge Of ...
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... Sat horror plum'd ; nor wanted in his grafp What feem'd both spear and fhield : now dread- ful deeds Might have enfu'd , nor only Paradife In this commotion , but the ftarry cope Of Heav'n perhaps , or all the elements At least had gone ...
... Sat horror plum'd ; nor wanted in his grafp What feem'd both spear and fhield : now dread- ful deeds Might have enfu'd , nor only Paradife In this commotion , but the ftarry cope Of Heav'n perhaps , or all the elements At least had gone ...
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... Sat eagle - wing'd ; befide him hung his bow And quiver , with three - bolted thunder ftor'd , And from about him fierce effufion roll'd Of smoke , and bickering flame , and sparkles dire : Attended with ten thousand thousand faints ...
... Sat eagle - wing'd ; befide him hung his bow And quiver , with three - bolted thunder ftor'd , And from about him fierce effufion roll'd Of smoke , and bickering flame , and sparkles dire : Attended with ten thousand thousand faints ...
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Página 152 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Página 76 - The fig-tree, not that kind for fruit renown'd, But such as, at this day, to Indians known, In Malabar or Decan spreads her arms, Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillar'd shade, High overarch'd, and echoing walks between...
Página 11 - Hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be chang'd by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n. What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater? Here at least We shall be free; th...
Página 151 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Página 25 - I visit; nor sometimes forget Those other two equalled with me in fate, So were I equalled with them in renown, Blind Thamyris and blind Maeonides, And Tiresias and Phineus, prophets old. Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note.
Página 151 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade, And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
Página 151 - Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides: Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with thee In unreprove'd pleasures free...
Página 26 - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
Página 224 - This only grant me, that my means may lie Too low for envy, for contempt too high.
Página 25 - Thee I revisit safe, And feel thy sovran vital lamp ; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.