Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry, Томови 3-4J. Bell, 1789 |
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... o'er many pages creep ; Nor ever shew the passions well express'd , Nor raise like passions in another's breast . Here flat narrations fair exploits debase , In measures void of every shining grace ; Which never arm their hero for the ...
... o'er many pages creep ; Nor ever shew the passions well express'd , Nor raise like passions in another's breast . Here flat narrations fair exploits debase , In measures void of every shining grace ; Which never arm their hero for the ...
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... o'er his breast a sort of pity roll'd , Which something laboring in the mind control'd , And made him touch the loud resounding strings , While thus with Music's stronger tones he sings : " Mount higher still , still keep thy faithful ...
... o'er his breast a sort of pity roll'd , Which something laboring in the mind control'd , And made him touch the loud resounding strings , While thus with Music's stronger tones he sings : " Mount higher still , still keep thy faithful ...
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... are caught , The panting heart unites to purer thought , And grateful shiverings wander o'er the skin , And wondrous ecstasies arise within , Whence admiration overflows the mind , And leaves the pleasure 8 Epist . 1 . EPISTLES CRITICAL.
... are caught , The panting heart unites to purer thought , And grateful shiverings wander o'er the skin , And wondrous ecstasies arise within , Whence admiration overflows the mind , And leaves the pleasure 8 Epist . 1 . EPISTLES CRITICAL.
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... o'er the porch , their fragrant odors give , And fresh in lasting song for ever live . The shades , for whom with such indulgent care Fame wreaths the boughs , or hangs the chaplets there , To deathless honors thus preserv'd above , For ...
... o'er the porch , their fragrant odors give , And fresh in lasting song for ever live . The shades , for whom with such indulgent care Fame wreaths the boughs , or hangs the chaplets there , To deathless honors thus preserv'd above , For ...
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... 'd my breast , I'll seek the sacred Grove , and sink to rest . " No longer now the ravish'd Poet sung , His voice in easy cadence left the tongue ; Nor o'er the music did his fingers fly , The 16 Epist . 1 . EPISTLES CRITICAL.
... 'd my breast , I'll seek the sacred Grove , and sink to rest . " No longer now the ravish'd Poet sung , His voice in easy cadence left the tongue ; Nor o'er the music did his fingers fly , The 16 Epist . 1 . EPISTLES CRITICAL.
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Almada bards beams beauteous beauty behold bend beneath bids blest blushes boast bold brave breast breath bright charms clime coursers delight Dovedale dread e'er earth EPISTLE Ev'n ev'ry fair fame fancy fate fire flame genius give glory glow Goddess grace grove hand heart Heaven heroes hills honor ibid immortal Bard Keswick light Lisbon live look Lord Lusiad lyre mind Mount Athos mountains Muse Muse's Nature Nature's numbers Nymphs o'er paint passions pencil plains pleas'd Poet poet's Portugal praise pride race rage reign rise river Wye rocks roll round sacred savage genius scene shade shew shine shore sight skies smile soft song soul sound Spain spread strain stream sweet swell Tago's Tagus tears thee thou thought Thro thunder toil Twas vale verse Viriatus voice waves wild WILLIAM JULIUS MICKLE youth Zeuxis
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