Fables Antient and Modern: Translated Into Verse from Homer, Ovid, Boccace, and Chaucer: with Original PoemsJ. Tonson, 1713 - 550 páginas |
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... Wood to hew . He pass'd a Year at least attending thus On Emily , and call'd Philoftratus . But never was there Man of his Degree So much esteem'd , fo well belov❜d as he , So gentle of Condition was he known , That through the Court ...
... Wood to hew . He pass'd a Year at least attending thus On Emily , and call'd Philoftratus . But never was there Man of his Degree So much esteem'd , fo well belov❜d as he , So gentle of Condition was he known , That through the Court ...
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... his hated Foe , But fear'd him as a Man he did not know . But as it has been faid of ancient Years , That Fields are full of Eyes , and Woods have Ears ; D For this the Wise are ever on their Guard , Book II . The Knight's Tale . 33.
... his hated Foe , But fear'd him as a Man he did not know . But as it has been faid of ancient Years , That Fields are full of Eyes , and Woods have Ears ; D For this the Wise are ever on their Guard , Book II . The Knight's Tale . 33.
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... Wood , and fees His Course at Distance by the bending Trees ; And thinks , Here comes my mortal Enemy , And either he muft fall in Fight , or I ; This while he thinks , he lifts aloft his Dart 38 Palamon and Arcite : Or , BOOK II .
... Wood , and fees His Course at Distance by the bending Trees ; And thinks , Here comes my mortal Enemy , And either he muft fall in Fight , or I ; This while he thinks , he lifts aloft his Dart 38 Palamon and Arcite : Or , BOOK II .
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... Wood and Wilds pursu'd his Way . Befide him rode Hippolita the Queen , And Emily attir'd in lively Green : With Horns , and Hounds , and all the tunefull Cry , To hunt a Royal Hart within the Covert nigh ; And as he follow'd Mars before ...
... Wood and Wilds pursu'd his Way . Befide him rode Hippolita the Queen , And Emily attir'd in lively Green : With Horns , and Hounds , and all the tunefull Cry , To hunt a Royal Hart within the Covert nigh ; And as he follow'd Mars before ...
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... Wood Where the two Knights in cruel Battel flood : The Laund on which they fought , th ' appointed Place In which th ' uncoupled Hounds began the Chace . Thither forth - right he rode to rowse the Prey , That shaded by the Fern in ...
... Wood Where the two Knights in cruel Battel flood : The Laund on which they fought , th ' appointed Place In which th ' uncoupled Hounds began the Chace . Thither forth - right he rode to rowse the Prey , That shaded by the Fern in ...
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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...