The Miscellaneous Works of John Dryden, Esq;: Containing All His Original Poems, Tales, and Translations. Now First Collected and Published Together in Four Volumes. With Explanatory Notes and Observations. Also an Account of His Life and Writings ...J. and R. Tonson, in the Strand., 1760 |
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... kind to last , So much the deathless plant the dying fruit furpass'd . Panting and penfive now the rang'd alone , And wander'd in the kingdoms , once her own . The common hunt , tho from their rage restrain'd By fovereign power her ...
... kind to last , So much the deathless plant the dying fruit furpass'd . Panting and penfive now the rang'd alone , And wander'd in the kingdoms , once her own . The common hunt , tho from their rage restrain'd By fovereign power her ...
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... kind the quaking hare Profefs'd neutrality , but would not fwear . Next her the buffoon ape as atheists use , Mimick'd all fects , and had his own to chufe : Still when the lion look'd his knees he bent , And paid at church a courtier's ...
... kind the quaking hare Profefs'd neutrality , but would not fwear . Next her the buffoon ape as atheists use , Mimick'd all fects , and had his own to chufe : Still when the lion look'd his knees he bent , And paid at church a courtier's ...
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... kind , Who near the Leman - lake his confort lin'd : That fiery Zuinglius first th'affection bred , And meagre Calvin bleft the nuptial bed . In Ifrael fome believe him whelp'd long fince , When the proud fanhedrim opprefs'd the prince ...
... kind , Who near the Leman - lake his confort lin'd : That fiery Zuinglius first th'affection bred , And meagre Calvin bleft the nuptial bed . In Ifrael fome believe him whelp'd long fince , When the proud fanhedrim opprefs'd the prince ...
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... kind Are to their own unhappy coafts confin'd ; As only Indian fhades of fight deprive , And magic plants will but in Colchos thrive ; So presbytery and peftilential zeal Can only flourish in a commonweal . From Celtic woods is chas'd ...
... kind Are to their own unhappy coafts confin'd ; As only Indian fhades of fight deprive , And magic plants will but in Colchos thrive ; So presbytery and peftilential zeal Can only flourish in a commonweal . From Celtic woods is chas'd ...
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... kind , beneficent and free , The noble image of the Deity . One portion of informing fire was given To brutes , th'inferior family of heaven : The fmith divine , as with a careless beat , Struck out the mute creation at a heat : But ...
... kind , beneficent and free , The noble image of the Deity . One portion of informing fire was given To brutes , th'inferior family of heaven : The fmith divine , as with a careless beat , Struck out the mute creation at a heat : But ...
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againſt Amyntas Becauſe beft beſt bleffings blood boaſt breaſt call'd cauſe CHLORI cloſe confcience DAPHNI defire e'en eaſe Engliſh ev'ry eyes facred fafely faid fair fame fate fatire fear fecure feems fenfe fhall fhews figh fight fince firft firſt flain fleep foes fome fons fools foon foul ftand ftill fubject fuch fung fure grace heaven himſelf Hind houſe increaſe JOHN DRYDEN joys juft juſt kiffing kind king laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs Lucretius mind moft moſt mufe muſe muſt never numbers o'er pain Panther paſs peace play pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poets praiſe prince PROLOGUE raiſe reaſon reft reſt rife ſay ſcene ſee ſeen ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow ſky ſome ſpace ſtage ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſtood ſweet thee themſelves Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou thro tranflated treaſure uſe verſe Whig Whofe Whoſe wife wiſh
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Страница 272 - 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...
Страница 279 - 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.
Страница 255 - Excites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger, And mortal alarms. The double double double beat Of the thundering drum Cries Hark! the foes come; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat!
Страница 283 - 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.
Страница 280 - 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!
Страница 138 - Near these a Nursery erects its head. Where queens are form'd, and future heroes bred ; Where unfledg'd actors learn to laugh and cry, Where infant punks their tender voices try, And little Maximins the gods defy.
Страница 268 - In flower of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair...
Страница 141 - My son, advance Still in new impudence, new ignorance. Success let others teach, learn thou from me Pangs without birth, and fruitless industry. Let...
Страница 142 - Where did his wit on learning fix a brand And rail at arts he did not understand? Where made he love in Prince Nicander's vein Or swept the dust in Psyche's humble strain? Where sold he bargains, "whipstitch, kiss my arse", Promised a play and dwindled to a farce?
Страница 269 - With flying fingers touched the lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky, And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove, Who left his blissful seats above, (Such is the power of mighty love.) A dragon's fiery form belied the god : Sublime on radiant spires he rode, When he to fair Olympia...