The Art of English Poetry Containing: Rules for making verses. A collection of the most natural, agreeable and sublime thoughts (!) ... that are to be found in the best English poets. A dictionary of rhymes. I.. II.. III.S. Buckley, 1710 - 554 páginas |
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... Rage 364 Stoks WI 235 Knight Errant ) Novelty . 311 Rainbow 366 Stork Nunnery 312 Rape 366 Stor Labyrinthy Reason . 367 Stream 236 Oak . 312 Religion 368 Strength Law . } Oath . 238 Obstinate . 313 Repentance 569 Style 314 Reputation ...
... Rage 364 Stoks WI 235 Knight Errant ) Novelty . 311 Rainbow 366 Stork Nunnery 312 Rape 366 Stor Labyrinthy Reason . 367 Stream 236 Oak . 312 Religion 368 Strength Law . } Oath . 238 Obstinate . 313 Repentance 569 Style 314 Reputation ...
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... Rage 364 St 311 Rainbow 366 St 312 Rape 366 S Reason 367 SE 312 Religion 368 St 315 Resurrection 371 S 315 Retreat 372 S Oppression 317 Revenge 372 S 318 Rhetorician 374 S 241 Owl . 318 Rhyme 374 S Riches 374 S Light . 243 Pain . 319 ...
... Rage 364 St 311 Rainbow 366 St 312 Rape 366 S Reason 367 SE 312 Religion 368 St 315 Resurrection 371 S 315 Retreat 372 S Oppression 317 Revenge 372 S 318 Rhetorician 374 S 241 Owl . 318 Rhyme 374 S Riches 374 S Light . 243 Pain . 319 ...
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... Rage ; without o'erflowing full . Or of 8 ; as O fairest Piece of well - form'd Earth , Why urge you thus your haughty Birth : The Pow'r , which you have o'er us , lies Not in your Race , but in your Eyes . Smile but on me , and you ...
... Rage ; without o'erflowing full . Or of 8 ; as O fairest Piece of well - form'd Earth , Why urge you thus your haughty Birth : The Pow'r , which you have o'er us , lies Not in your Race , but in your Eyes . Smile but on me , and you ...
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... Rage I burn , } And break my Heart with Grief for thy unkind Delay . Row . For ev'ry tedious Minute how I mourn : Think how I call thee cruel for thy Stay , ( Ulyff . Fly swift , ye Hours , you measure Time for me in vain , Till you ...
... Rage I burn , } And break my Heart with Grief for thy unkind Delay . Row . For ev'ry tedious Minute how I mourn : Think how I call thee cruel for thy Stay , ( Ulyff . Fly swift , ye Hours , you measure Time for me in vain , Till you ...
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... Rage appease , They fear his Whistle , and forsake the Seas . Yet once indulg'd , they sweep the Main , Deaf to the Call , or hearing hear in vain . They bent on Mischief bear the Waves before , And not content with Seas , insult the ...
... Rage appease , They fear his Whistle , and forsake the Seas . Yet once indulg'd , they sweep the Main , Deaf to the Call , or hearing hear in vain . They bent on Mischief bear the Waves before , And not content with Seas , insult the ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Accent Arms becauſe beſt Blac Blood Boſom Breast Breath caſt Cauſe Cleom cloſe Clouds Courſe Cowl Death Defire deſcends Deſpair Don Seb Dryd e'er Earth eaſy ev'n ev'ry Eyes Fair Pen falſe Fame Fate Fear felf fieze filent Fire firſt flain Flames Flow'rs Fools Gods Ground Guife Haſte Head Heart Heav'n juſt laſt leſs Light loſe Love Milt moſt Muſick muſt Night Noiſe Numbers o'er Oedip Orph Ovid paſs pleaſe Pleaſure Pow'r Preſent Rage raiſe Reaſon reſt Rhyme riſe roſe roul ſame ſave ſay ſcarce ſecure ſee ſeem ſeen ſelf Senſe ſet ſeveral Shak ſhakes ſhall ſhe ſhew ſhine ſhort ſhould Skies ſmall ſmile ſoft ſome Soul ſpeak ſpread ſtand ſtill ſtood ſtrong ſuch ſweet ſwell Syllables Tears thee theſe thoſe thou thro uſe vaſt Verbs Verſes Virg waſte whoſe Winds Wings Words
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Página 177 - I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Página 453 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake ; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg and howlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble ; 20 Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Third Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, Witches...
Página 335 - That he should weep for her? What would he do Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears, And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears.
Página 267 - Hail wedded Love, mysterious law, true source Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else. By thee adulterous lust was driven from men Among the bestial herds to range; by thee, Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother first were known.
Página 389 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Página 318 - The birds their choir apply ; airs, vernal airs, Breathing the smell of field and grove, attune The trembling leaves, while universal Pan, Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance, Led on the eternal Spring.
Página 174 - That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind ; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer, My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass, and yet there Dwelt all that's good and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Página 317 - Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Página 384 - I did hear him groan; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas!
Página 297 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war...