Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to Churchill ...J. Bell, 1796 |
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Página 37
... lines ! Whom have I hurt ? has poet yet , or peer , Lost the arch'd eyebrow , or Parnassian sneer ? And has not Colly still his lord , and whore ? His butchers Henley , his free - masons Moore ? Does not one table Bavius still admit ...
... lines ! Whom have I hurt ? has poet yet , or peer , Lost the arch'd eyebrow , or Parnassian sneer ? And has not Colly still his lord , and whore ? His butchers Henley , his free - masons Moore ? Does not one table Bavius still admit ...
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... lines a- He , who still wanting , tho ' he lives on theft , Steals much , spends little , yet has nothing left ; And he who now to sense , now nonsense , leaning , Means not , but blunders round about a meaning ; And he whose fustian's ...
... lines a- He , who still wanting , tho ' he lives on theft , Steals much , spends little , yet has nothing left ; And he who now to sense , now nonsense , leaning , Means not , but blunders round about a meaning ; And he whose fustian's ...
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... lines are weak , another's pleas'd to say ; Lord Fanny spins a thousand such a - day . Tim'rous by nature , of the rich in awe , 31 come to council learned in the law : You'll give me , like a friend , both sage and free , Advice ; and ...
... lines are weak , another's pleas'd to say ; Lord Fanny spins a thousand such a - day . Tim'rous by nature , of the rich in awe , 31 come to council learned in the law : You'll give me , like a friend , both sage and free , Advice ; and ...
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... line . 30 P. 2 Alas ! few verses touch their nicer ear : They scarce can bear the Laureate twice a - year ; And justly Cæsar scorns the poet's lays : 35 It is to history he trusts for praise . F. 3 Better be Cibber , I'll maintain it ...
... line . 30 P. 2 Alas ! few verses touch their nicer ear : They scarce can bear the Laureate twice a - year ; And justly Cæsar scorns the poet's lays : 35 It is to history he trusts for praise . F. 3 Better be Cibber , I'll maintain it ...
Página 78
... lines 90 Writ underneath the country signs ; Orabant hodie meminisses , Quinte , reverti . Imprimat his cura Mecenas signa tabellis . Dixeris , Experiar : Si vis , potes , addit ; et instat . Septimus octavo proprior jam fugerit annus ...
... lines 90 Writ underneath the country signs ; Orabant hodie meminisses , Quinte , reverti . Imprimat his cura Mecenas signa tabellis . Dixeris , Experiar : Si vis , potes , addit ; et instat . Septimus octavo proprior jam fugerit annus ...
Términos y frases comunes
abused Æneid ancient Author bard Bavius Bless'd Book called Charles Gildon charms Cibber court Curl dæmon Dennis divine Dryden Dryope dull Dulness Dunce Dunciad Epic Epistle Essay on Criticism ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fool former edit genius gentle Gildon Goddess grace hæc hath heart Heav'n hero Homer honour Horace Iliad IMITATIONS JOHN DENNIS kings knave Leonard Welsted Letter LEWIS THEOBALD live Lord lov'd Matthew Concanen mihi MIST'S JOURNAL moral Muse never numbers nunc o'er octavo once Ovid Oxford ere person pleas'd Poem poet poet's poetry Pope Pope's pow'r praise pride printed quæ Quam Queen Quid quod REMARKS rhyme saith Satire shade shew SMIL soft soul Swift tamen thee thine thing thou thro tibi translated truth verse Vertumnus Virg Virgil virtue word writ write youth
Pasajes populares
Página 32 - Peace to all such ! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease : Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Página 213 - Statesman \ yet friend to Truth! of soul sincere, ' In action faithful, and in honour clear ; 'Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, 'Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend ; 'Ennobled by himself, by all approv'd, 'And prais'd, unenvy'd, by the Muse he lov'd.
Página 36 - So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, 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 48 - ... for half a year or more, the common newspapers, in most of which they had some property, as being hired writers, were filled with the most abusive falsehoods and scurrilities they could possibly devise...
Página 32 - 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 197 - Yes, I am proud ; I must be proud to see Men, not afraid of God, afraid of me ; Safe from the bar, the pulpit, and the throne, Yet touch'd and sham'd by ridicule alone.
Página 39 - With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death, Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky...
Página 35 - Tis all in vain, deny it as I will: 'No, such a genius never can lie still'; And then for mine obligingly mistakes The first lampoon Sir Will or Bubo makes.
Página 27 - 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 33 - 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...