Fables Antient and Modern: Translated Into Verse from Homer, Ovid, Boccace, and Chaucer: with Original PoemsJ. Tonson, 1713 - 550 páginas |
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... Friends , that they were unable to fol- low , much less to fuccour you ; when you were not only dangeroufly , but in all appearance mortally wounded , when in that defperate Condition you were made Prisoner , and carried to Namur , at ...
... Friends , that they were unable to fol- low , much less to fuccour you ; when you were not only dangeroufly , but in all appearance mortally wounded , when in that defperate Condition you were made Prisoner , and carried to Namur , at ...
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... Friends of Antiquity are not few : And befides many of the Learn'd , Ovid has almost all the Beaux , and the whole Fair Sex , his declar'd Patrons . Perhaps I have affum'd fomewhat more to my felf than they allow me ; because I have ...
... Friends of Antiquity are not few : And befides many of the Learn'd , Ovid has almost all the Beaux , and the whole Fair Sex , his declar'd Patrons . Perhaps I have affum'd fomewhat more to my felf than they allow me ; because I have ...
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... Friends and Rea- ders , as there are Beaux and Ladies of Pleasure in the Town . But I will no more offend against Good Manners : I am fenfible as I ought to be of the Scandal I have given by my loofe Writings ; and make what Reparation ...
... Friends and Rea- ders , as there are Beaux and Ladies of Pleasure in the Town . But I will no more offend against Good Manners : I am fenfible as I ought to be of the Scandal I have given by my loofe Writings ; and make what Reparation ...
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... Friends , that I have taken these Pains with him : Let them neglect my Verfion , because they have no need of it . I made it for their fakes who under- ftand Senfe and Poetry , as well as they ; when that Poe- try and Senfe is put into ...
... Friends , that I have taken these Pains with him : Let them neglect my Verfion , because they have no need of it . I made it for their fakes who under- ftand Senfe and Poetry , as well as they ; when that Poe- try and Senfe is put into ...
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... Friend , as I have given him no Perfonal Occafion to be otherwise , he will be glad of my Repentance . It becomes me not to draw my Pen in the Defence of a bad Cause , when I have so often drawn it for a good one . Yet it were not ...
... Friend , as I have given him no Perfonal Occafion to be otherwise , he will be glad of my Repentance . It becomes me not to draw my Pen in the Defence of a bad Cause , when I have so often drawn it for a good one . Yet it were not ...
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Términos y frases comunes
againſt Ajax Arcite Arms Baucis and Philemon becauſe beſt betwixt Blood Breaſt caft call'd Cauſe Ceyx Chaucer CHIG Cinyras cloſe cou'd cry'd Cymon Dame Death defcended Defire Eaſe Ev'n ev'ry Eyes facred fafe faid fair fame Fate Fear Feaſt fecret feem'd felf fent fhall fhou'd Fight fince firft firſt flain Flames Flow'rs fome foon forc'd fought ftill fuch Goddeſs Grace Hand Heart Heav'n himſelf Honour Houſe join'd Jove King Knight laft laſt leaſt lefs liv'd loft look'd lov'd Love Maid Mind moſt muſt Myrrha o'er Ovid Palamon plac'd pleas'd pleaſe Pleaſure Pow'r Praiſe Pray'r prepar'd preſent Prieſt Prince Publick purfu'd purſue Queen rais'd Reaſon refolv'd reft reſt rifing ſaid ſcarce ſeen ſelf Senfe ſhall ſhe Sire Soul ſpoke ſpread ſtill ſtood Tears Thebes thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thought turn'd Twas whofe whoſe Wife Wiſhes wou'd
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Página 374 - 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 372 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the furies arise ! See the snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their hair ! And the sparkles that flash from their eyes ! Behold a ghastly band, Each a torch in his hand...
Página 371 - 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 89 - Bade cease the war ; pronouncing from on high, Arcite of Thebes had won the beauteous Emily. The sound of trumpets to the voice replied, And round the royal lists the heralds cried, Arcite of Thebes has won the beauteous bride.
Página 373 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain : Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
Página 367 - None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair. Timotheus, plac'd on high Amid the tuneful quire, With flying fingers touch'd the lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky, And heavenly joys inspire.
Página 170 - Such as it is, the' offence is all my own ; And what to Guiscard is already done, Or to be done, is doom'd by thy decree, That, if not executed first by thee, Shall on my person be perform'd by me.
Página 507 - Nothing reserved or sullen was to see; But sweet regards, and pleasing sanctity: Mild was his accent, and his action free. With eloquence innate his tongue was arm'd; Though harsh the precept, yet the preacher charm'd. For letting down the golden chain from high, He drew his audience upward to the sky...