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... true or falfe , which are urged by the members of the one church against the other : at which I hope no reader of either party will be fcandalized , because they are not of my invention , but as old , to my knowledge , as the times of ...
... true or falfe , which are urged by the members of the one church against the other : at which I hope no reader of either party will be fcandalized , because they are not of my invention , but as old , to my knowledge , as the times of ...
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... true , the bounded by , and trip'd fo light , They had not time to take a steady fight . For truth has fuch a face and fuch a mien , As to be lov'd needs only to be seen . The bloody bear , an independent beast , Unlick'd to form , in ...
... true , the bounded by , and trip'd fo light , They had not time to take a steady fight . For truth has fuch a face and fuch a mien , As to be lov'd needs only to be seen . The bloody bear , an independent beast , Unlick'd to form , in ...
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... True to her king her principles are found ; Oh that her practice were but half so sound ! Stedfaft in various turns of state she stood , And feal'd her vow'd affection with ber blood : Nor will I meanly tax her constancy , That intereft ...
... True to her king her principles are found ; Oh that her practice were but half so sound ! Stedfaft in various turns of state she stood , And feal'd her vow'd affection with ber blood : Nor will I meanly tax her constancy , That intereft ...
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... true , the younger lion scap'd the fnare , But all your prieftly calves lay struggling there ; As facrifices on their altars laid ; While you their careful mother wifely fled , Not trufting destiny to fave your head . For whate'er ...
... true , the younger lion scap'd the fnare , But all your prieftly calves lay struggling there ; As facrifices on their altars laid ; While you their careful mother wifely fled , Not trufting destiny to fave your head . For whate'er ...
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... prevail with fome ; For all have not the gift of martyrdom . The Panther grinn'd at this , and thus reply'd : That men may err was never yet deny'd . But , 1 A But , if that common principle be true , THE HIND AND THE PANTHER . zg.
... prevail with fome ; For all have not the gift of martyrdom . The Panther grinn'd at this , and thus reply'd : That men may err was never yet deny'd . But , 1 A But , if that common principle be true , THE HIND AND THE PANTHER . zg.
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The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces ..., Volumen14,Página 2 Samuel Johnson Vista completa - 1779 |
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Términos y frases comunes
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Página 214 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure — Rich the treasure Sweet the pleasure. Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain, Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
Página 201 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began : When Nature underneath a heap of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high. Arise ye more than dead. Then cold and hot, and moist and dry, In order to their stations leap, And music's power obey. From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in man.
Página 215 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
Página 11 - Disguised in mortal mould and infancy? That the great Maker of the world could die? And after that trust my imperfect sense, Which calls in question His Omnipotence?
Página 137 - I been depos'd, if you had reign'd! The father had descended for the son, For only you are lineal to the throne.
Página 27 - She made a mannerly excuse to stay, Proffering the Hind to wait her half the way: That, since the sky was clear, an hour of talk Might help her to beguile the tedious walk. With much good-will the motion was embrac'd...
Página 214 - Flushed with a purple grace He shows his honest face : Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes! Bacchus, ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain; Bacchus...
Página 202 - Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot...
Página 218 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown ; He raised a mortal to the skies ; She drew an angel down.
Página 111 - On his left hand twelve reverend owls did fly. So Romulus, 'tis sung, by Tiber's Brook, Presage of sway from twice six vultures took. Th 'admiring throng loud acclamations make And omens of his future empire take.