The Works of the English Poets: HughesSamuel Johnson H. Hughs, 1779 |
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... mind alarm'd , By judgment ftrengthen'd , and with virtue arm'd ; Still like thyself , when finking life ebb'd low , Nor rafhly dar'd , nor meanly fear'd the blow ; Loofe to the world , of every grace possest , Greatly refign'd , thou ...
... mind alarm'd , By judgment ftrengthen'd , and with virtue arm'd ; Still like thyself , when finking life ebb'd low , Nor rafhly dar'd , nor meanly fear'd the blow ; Loofe to the world , of every grace possest , Greatly refign'd , thou ...
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... mind , And every Phocyas his Eudocia find . O ! yet be this the lowest of thy fame , To form the hero , and instruct the dame ; I fee the christian , friend , relation , son , 15 Burn for the glorious course that thou haft run . 20 If ...
... mind , And every Phocyas his Eudocia find . O ! yet be this the lowest of thy fame , To form the hero , and instruct the dame ; I fee the christian , friend , relation , son , 15 Burn for the glorious course that thou haft run . 20 If ...
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... mind , How through your mazes , with inceffant toil , He urg'd his way to reap th ' immortal fpoil ! So fabled Orpheus tun'd his potent fong , Death's circling fhades and Stygian glooms among . Of thy great labours this , the last and ...
... mind , How through your mazes , with inceffant toil , He urg'd his way to reap th ' immortal fpoil ! So fabled Orpheus tun'd his potent fong , Death's circling fhades and Stygian glooms among . Of thy great labours this , the last and ...
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... mind , 120 " For nations born , fhould be to One confin'd . " This only grant , fince I must ask no more , " Revifit once again your native shore ! " That hope my forrows fhall beguile ; and thou , " My happy rival ! wilt that hope ...
... mind , 120 " For nations born , fhould be to One confin'd . " This only grant , fince I must ask no more , " Revifit once again your native shore ! " That hope my forrows fhall beguile ; and thou , " My happy rival ! wilt that hope ...
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... minds ! 80 O love to worthy deeds , in all great fouls the fame ! 85 VI . But Time at laft brought forth th ' amazing day , When Charles , refolv'd to difengage From empire's toils his weary age , Gave with each hand a crown away ...
... minds ! 80 O love to worthy deeds , in all great fouls the fame ! 85 VI . But Time at laft brought forth th ' amazing day , When Charles , refolv'd to difengage From empire's toils his weary age , Gave with each hand a crown away ...
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Apollo APOLLO AND DAPHNE arms beauteous beauty Behold Belgia bleffings bleft breaſt bright Cæfar CANTATA cauſe charms crouds crown'd Cupid Daphne darts defire Doft thou ELECTRA ev'n eyes facred faid fair fame fate fcene fecure feems ferene fhall fhining fhore fide fighs fight filent fing fire firft firſt fkies flain flame flaves fleeping flow flowing tears fmiling foes foft fome fong foon foul fpring ftill ftrain ftreams fuch fudden fword glory goddeſs grace grove happy hear heart Heaven heavenly himſelf honours immortal inſpire laft lefs Love lyre maid Mufe Mufic Muſe ne'er numbers nymph o'er pain Peneus plains pleas'd pleaſure Pothinus praiſe pride rais'd raiſe RECITATIVE reft rife ſcene ſeen ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhore ſhould ſkies ſkill ſky ſmile ſpread ſtate thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thouſand tranſport triumphs Venus verfe voice whofe
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