The poets of Great Britain complete from Chaucer to Churchill, Volumen401807 |
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... better part , To ease th ' oppress'd , and raise the sinking heart ? Where'er he shines , oh Fortune , gild the scene , 245 And angels guard him in the golden mean ! There , English bounty yet a while may stand , And honor linger ere it ...
... better part , To ease th ' oppress'd , and raise the sinking heart ? Where'er he shines , oh Fortune , gild the scene , 245 And angels guard him in the golden mean ! There , English bounty yet a while may stand , And honor linger ere it ...
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... better likes a field . 85 Through his young woods how pleas'd Sabinus stray'd , Or sat delighted in the thick'ning shade , With annual joy the redd'ning shoots to greet , Or see the stretching branches long to meet ! 90 His son's fine ...
... better likes a field . 85 Through his young woods how pleas'd Sabinus stray'd , Or sat delighted in the thick'ning shade , With annual joy the redd'ning shoots to greet , Or see the stretching branches long to meet ! 90 His son's fine ...
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... better far to wed than burn . There's danger in assembling fire and tow ; I grant them that ; and what it means you know . The same apostle , too , has elsewhere own'd No precept for virginity he found : ' Tis but a counsel - and we ...
... better far to wed than burn . There's danger in assembling fire and tow ; I grant them that ; and what it means you know . The same apostle , too , has elsewhere own'd No precept for virginity he found : ' Tis but a counsel - and we ...
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... Better than e'er our parish priest could do . To her I told whatever could befal : Had but my husband piss'd against a wall ; Or done a thing that might have cost his life , She - and my niece - and one more worthy wife , Had known it ...
... Better than e'er our parish priest could do . To her I told whatever could befal : Had but my husband piss'd against a wall ; Or done a thing that might have cost his life , She - and my niece - and one more worthy wife , Had known it ...
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... ! • where ? For better fruit did never orchard bear ; ' Give me some slip of this most blissful tree , ' And in my garden planted shall it be . ' 400 Then how two wives their lords ' destruction prove , THE WIFE OF BATH . 71.
... ! • where ? For better fruit did never orchard bear ; ' Give me some slip of this most blissful tree , ' And in my garden planted shall it be . ' 400 Then how two wives their lords ' destruction prove , THE WIFE OF BATH . 71.
Términos y frases comunes
Author bard Bavius beauty Behold bless'd Boileau charms Cibber court Criticism dæmon dear Dennis divine Dryden dull Dulness Dunciad EPISTLE Eridanus Essay Essay on Criticism ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate flame folly fool Francis Atterbury genius gentle Gildon Goddess grace hath hear heart Heav'n hero Homer honor Horace Iliad IMITATIONS kings knave laws learned Leonard Welsted Letter LEWIS THEOBALD live Lord lov'd Matthew Concanen MIST'S JOURNAL moral Muse ne'er never numbers o'er octavo once Ovid person pleas'd Poem poet poet's poor Pope pow'r praise pride printed proud Queen rage REMARKS rhymes rise sacred saith Sappho satire shade shew shine sing SMIL soft soul Swift tell thee thine things thou thought Town truth Twas verse Virg Virgil virtue Whig wife words wretched writ write youth
Pasajes populares
Página 132 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And, without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Página 125 - A Clerk, foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, Who pens a Stanza, when he should engross?
Página 132 - Dreading e'en fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and Templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers load, On wings of winds came flying...
Página 131 - Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.
Página 136 - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies.
Página 126 - Wit, and Poetry, and Pope. Friend to my Life (which did not you prolong, The world had wanted many an idle song) What Drop or Nostrum can this plague remove?
Página 36 - Who sees pale Mammon pine amidst his store, Sees but a backward steward for the poor; This year a reservoir, to keep and spare : The next, a fountain, spouting through his heir, In lavish streams to quench a country's thirst, And men and dogs shall drink him till they burst.
Página 125 - I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Página 129 - And, when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own?
Página 170 - Conspicuous scene ! another yet is nigh, (More silent far) where kings and poets lie ; Where MURRAY (long enough, his country's pride) Shall be no more than TULLY, or than HYDE ! Rack'd with sciatics,.