Poems on Several OccasionsBernard Lintot, at the Cross-Kyes [!] between the Temple gates in Fleet-street, 1726 - 221 páginas |
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... thou oft haft bid the World attend , Fond to forget the Statesman in the Friend ; For Swift and him , despis'd the Farce of State , The fober Follies of the Wife and Great ; Dextrous , the craving , fawning Crowd to quit , And pleas'd ...
... thou oft haft bid the World attend , Fond to forget the Statesman in the Friend ; For Swift and him , despis'd the Farce of State , The fober Follies of the Wife and Great ; Dextrous , the craving , fawning Crowd to quit , And pleas'd ...
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... hoarse - refounding faid : [ boaft ? What art thou , Stranger ? What the Line you What Chance hath caft thee panting on our Coast ? With strictest Truth let all thy Words agree , Nor With 72 Poems on feveral Occafions .
... hoarse - refounding faid : [ boaft ? What art thou , Stranger ? What the Line you What Chance hath caft thee panting on our Coast ? With strictest Truth let all thy Words agree , Nor With 72 Poems on feveral Occafions .
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... and ftrives , but strives with Fate in vain . The weighty Moisture clogs his hairy Vest , And thus the Prince his dying Rage exprest . Nor Nor thou , that flings'ft me flound'ring from thy Back 98 Poems on feveral Occafions .
... and ftrives , but strives with Fate in vain . The weighty Moisture clogs his hairy Vest , And thus the Prince his dying Rage exprest . Nor Nor thou , that flings'ft me flound'ring from thy Back 98 Poems on feveral Occafions .
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Thomas Parnell. Nor thou , that flings'ft me flound'ring from thy Back , As from hard Rocks rebounds the fhatt'ring Wrack , Nor thou shalt ' fcape thy Due , perfidious King ! Purfu'd by Vengeance on the fwiftest Wing : At Land thy ...
Thomas Parnell. Nor thou , that flings'ft me flound'ring from thy Back , As from hard Rocks rebounds the fhatt'ring Wrack , Nor thou shalt ' fcape thy Due , perfidious King ! Purfu'd by Vengeance on the fwiftest Wing : At Land thy ...
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... Thou shouldst not fail of Numbers worthy thine , The brightest Ancients might at once agree To fing within my Lays , and fing of thee . Horace Horace himself wou'd own thou doft excell In candid Arts Poems on several Occafions . 1ος.
... Thou shouldst not fail of Numbers worthy thine , The brightest Ancients might at once agree To fing within my Lays , and fing of thee . Horace Horace himself wou'd own thou doft excell In candid Arts Poems on several Occafions . 1ος.
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Página 172 - Without a vain, without a grudging heart, To him who gives us all, I yield a part ; From him you come, for him accept it here, A frank and sober, more than costly cheer.
Página 114 - Spoil. This Casket India's glowing Gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder Box.
Página 177 - Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below. * Long had our pious friend in virtue trod, But now the child half-wean'd his heart from God ; (Child of his age) for him he liv'd in pain, And measur'd back his steps to earth again. To what excesses had his dotage run ! But God, to save the father, took the son.
Página 114 - Grace, And calls forth all the Wonders of her Face ; Sees by Degrees a purer Blush arise, And keener Lightnings quicken in her Eyes. The busy Sylphs surround their darling Care...
Página 170 - But now the clouds in airy tumult fly ; The sun emerging opes an azure sky...
Página 136 - Muses, make them poor again. Now bring the weapon, yonder blade With which my tuneful pens are made. I...
Página 164 - To clear this doubt, to know the world by sight, To find if books, or swains, report it right, (For yet by swains alone the world he knew, Whose feet came wandering o'er the nightly dew...
Página 114 - Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face : Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Página 175 - Thy prayer, thy praise, thy life to vice unknown, In sweet memorial rise before the throne: These charms success in our bright region...
Página 174 - Celestial odours breathe through purpled air ; And wings, whose colours glitter'd on the day, Wide at his back their gradual plumes display. The form ethereal bursts upon his sight, And moves in all the majesty of light.