The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes, Volumen5A. Constable & Company, 1821 |
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... Nour . " Tis not for nothing that we life pursue ; It pays our hopes with something still that's new : Each day's a mistress unenjoy'd before ; Like travellers , we're pleased with seeing more . Did you but know what joys your way ...
... Nour . " Tis not for nothing that we life pursue ; It pays our hopes with something still that's new : Each day's a mistress unenjoy'd before ; Like travellers , we're pleased with seeing more . Did you but know what joys your way ...
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... Nour . " Twill not be safe to let him live an hour . Mor . I'll do it to shew my arbitrary power . Sir , ' said Booth , it was not through negligence , but by design , that I gave no spirit to that ludicrous bounce of Morat . I know ...
... Nour . " Twill not be safe to let him live an hour . Mor . I'll do it to shew my arbitrary power . Sir , ' said Booth , it was not through negligence , but by design , that I gave no spirit to that ludicrous bounce of Morat . I know ...
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... nour by it to my king , my country , and my friends ; most of our ancient nobility being concerned in the action . * And your lordship has one particular rea- The subject of this intended poem , was probably the exploits of the Black ...
... nour by it to my king , my country , and my friends ; most of our ancient nobility being concerned in the action . * And your lordship has one particular rea- The subject of this intended poem , was probably the exploits of the Black ...
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... Nour . What have I done , that Nourmahal must prove The scorn and triumph of a rival's love ? My eyes are still the same ; each glance , each grace , Keep their first lustre , and maintain their place ; Not second yet to any other face ...
... Nour . What have I done , that Nourmahal must prove The scorn and triumph of a rival's love ? My eyes are still the same ; each glance , each grace , Keep their first lustre , and maintain their place ; Not second yet to any other face ...
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... Nour . Me would you have , -me your faint kisses prove , The dregs and droppings of enervate love ? Must I your cold long - labouring age sustain , And be to empty joys provoked in vain ? Receive you , sighing after other charms , And ...
... Nour . Me would you have , -me your faint kisses prove , The dregs and droppings of enervate love ? Must I your cold long - labouring age sustain , And be to empty joys provoked in vain ? Receive you , sighing after other charms , And ...
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Página 173 - tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay: To-morrow's falser than the former day; Lies worse, and, while it says, we shall be blest With some new joys, cuts off what we possest.
Página 323 - Errors like Straws upon the surface flow; He who would search for Pearls must dive below.
Página 356 - I'm eager to return before I go; For, all the pleasures I have known beat thick On my remembrance. — How I long for night! That both the sweets of mutual love may try, And triumph once o'er Caesar ere we die.
Página 172 - Tis much more hard to please himself than you ; And, out of no feigned modesty, this day Damns his laborious trifle of a play ; Not that it's worse than what before he writ, But he has now another taste of wit ; And, to confess a truth, though out of time, Grows weary of his long-loved mistress, Rhyme. Passion's too fierce to be in fetters bound, And Nature flies him like enchanted ground...
Página 356 - I'll rather die, than take it. Will you go? Ant. Go ! Whither ? Go from all that's excellent ! Faith, honour, virtue, all good things forbid, That I should go from her, who sets my love Above the price of kingdoms.
Página 382 - Unmark'd of those that hear. Then she's so charming, Age buds at sight of her, and swells to youth: The holy priests gaze on her when she smiles, And with heav'd hands, forgetting gravity, They bless her wanton eyes: even I, who hate her, With a malignant joy behold such beauty, And, while I curse, desire it.
Página 363 - That men's desiring eyes were never wearied, But hung upon the object : To soft flutes The silver oars kept time ; and while they played, The hearing gave new pleasure to the sight ; And both to thought.
Página 409 - With them, the wreath of victory I made (Vain augury!) for him who now lies dead. You, Iras, bring the cure of all our ills.
Página 325 - On the utmost margin of the water-mark. Then, with so swift an ebb the flood drove backward, It slipt from underneath the scaly herd : Here monstrous phocaa panted on the shore ; Forsaken dolphins there, with their broad tails Lay lashing the departing waves : hard by them, Sea-horses' flound'ring in the slimy mud, Toss'd up their heads, and dash'd the ooze about them.