The British Muse: Or, A Collection of Thoughts, Moral, Natural, and Sublime, of Our English Poets: who Flourished in the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Centuries ...F. Cogan, 1738 |
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... truft not to fucceffions , but our fames . A poet's then exact in ev'ry part That is born one by nature , nurft by art : Whofe happy mixture both of skill and fate , Makes the moft fudden thought elaborate : Whofe easy flrains a flowing ...
... truft not to fucceffions , but our fames . A poet's then exact in ev'ry part That is born one by nature , nurft by art : Whofe happy mixture both of skill and fate , Makes the moft fudden thought elaborate : Whofe easy flrains a flowing ...
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... truft to the shore ; Ships have been drown'd , where late they danc'd before . Too happy were men , if they understood : ' There is no fafety , but in being good . Herrick . Fountain's Rewards of Virtue , 2774277 S AT IRE In fatires ...
... truft to the shore ; Ships have been drown'd , where late they danc'd before . Too happy were men , if they understood : ' There is no fafety , but in being good . Herrick . Fountain's Rewards of Virtue , 2774277 S AT IRE In fatires ...
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... truft , Who is not privy counsellor to himself . John Ford's Broken Heart . Henry fo cover'd this advertisement , That none perceiv'd he faw , what he did fee : Like to the optick virtue in the eyes , Unfeen itfelf , yet all things else ...
... truft , Who is not privy counsellor to himself . John Ford's Broken Heart . Henry fo cover'd this advertisement , That none perceiv'd he faw , what he did fee : Like to the optick virtue in the eyes , Unfeen itfelf , yet all things else ...
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... truft a woman , To keep for me , what for herself she cannot ; A fecret That open fex ! whofe fouls are So loofe they cannot keep them in their breasts , But they will fwim upon their lips . Thou hitteft Baron's Mira So juft upon my ...
... truft a woman , To keep for me , what for herself she cannot ; A fecret That open fex ! whofe fouls are So loofe they cannot keep them in their breasts , But they will fwim upon their lips . Thou hitteft Baron's Mira So juft upon my ...
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... truft is folly ; ev'ry man Hath one , to whom he will commit as much As is to him committed : Our designs When once they creep from our own private breasts , Do in a moment through the city fly ; Who tells his fecret , fells his liberty ...
... truft is folly ; ev'ry man Hath one , to whom he will commit as much As is to him committed : Our designs When once they creep from our own private breasts , Do in a moment through the city fly ; Who tells his fecret , fells his liberty ...
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againſt bafe Barons Wars Beaumont and Fletcher's becauſe beft beſt blood Catiline caufe cauſe Chapman's Crown's Cymbeline Daniel's Davenant's Gondibert defire diſeaſe doth Drayton's ev'n ev'ry eyes fafe falfe fame fcorn fear fecret feek feem fenfe ferve fhall fhew fhould fince firft firſt flave fome forrow foul fpirits fpring ftate ftill ftrength fubject fuch fure Gentlemen of Verona Gondibert grief hath heart heav'n Henry VII himſelf honour Ibid itſelf Johnson's king lefs live loft Lover's Melancholy luft Marfton's moft moſt muft muſt ne'er never paffion pleaſe pleaſure poor pow'r praiſe princes raiſe reafon revenge Revenger's Tragedy rife ſeem Sejanus Shakespear's ſhall ſhe Shirley's Sir John Davies ſpeak ſtate Sterline's ſtill ſtrong thee Thefe themſelves theſe things thofe thoſe thou truft unto uſe valour vertue virtue Volpone Whilft whofe whoſe wife wiſdom women Women beware Women
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Página 23 - What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her/ What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have...
Página 295 - And new philosophy calls all in doubt; The element of fire is quite put out; The sun is lost, and th' earth, and no man's wit Can well direct him where to look for it.
Página 246 - Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage; Then lend the eye a terrible aspect; Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it As fearfully as doth a galled rock O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Página 47 - Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence. What then? what rests? Try what repentance can: what can it not? Yet what can it, when one can not repent? O wretched state! O bosom black as death! O limed soul, that struggling to be free Art more engaged! Help, angels! make assay; Bow, stubborn knees; and heart with strings of steel Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe. All may be well.
Página 24 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Página 193 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Página 9 - Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.
Página 279 - ... tis not to have you gone ; For why, the fools are mad if left alone. Take no repulse, whatever she doth say ; For, get you gone, she doth not mean, away : Flatter, and praise, commend, extol their graces ; Though ne'er so black, say, they have angels
Página 88 - I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness ; Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.
Página 259 - tis in ourselves that we are thus or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our wills are gardeners ; so that if we will plant nettles, or sow lettuce, set hyssop and weed up thyme, supply it with one gender of herbs, or distract it with many, either to have it sterile with idleness, or manured with industry, why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our wills.