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... thee : Blest Swains , whose Nymphs in ev'ry grace excel ; Blest Nymphs , whose Swains those graces sing so well ! Now rise , and haste to yonder woodbine bow'rs , A soft retreat from sudden vernal show'rs , The turf with rural dainties ...
... thee : Blest Swains , whose Nymphs in ev'ry grace excel ; Blest Nymphs , whose Swains those graces sing so well ! Now rise , and haste to yonder woodbine bow'rs , A soft retreat from sudden vernal show'rs , The turf with rural dainties ...
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... thee . The sultry Sirius burns the thirsty plains , While in thy heart eternal winter reigns . Where stray ye , Muses , in what lawn or grove , While your Alexis pines in hopeless love ? [ Thame . Spenser repeatedly uses this form ...
... thee . The sultry Sirius burns the thirsty plains , While in thy heart eternal winter reigns . Where stray ye , Muses , in what lawn or grove , While your Alexis pines in hopeless love ? [ Thame . Spenser repeatedly uses this form ...
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... thee . Oh ! were I made by some transforming pow'r The captive bird that sings within thy bow'r ! Then might my voice thy list'ning ears employ , And I those kisses he receives , enjoy . And yet my numbers please the rural throng ...
... thee . Oh ! were I made by some transforming pow'r The captive bird that sings within thy bow'r ! Then might my voice thy list'ning ears employ , And I those kisses he receives , enjoy . And yet my numbers please the rural throng ...
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... thee , Love ! on foreign Mountains bred , Wolves gave thee suck , and savage Tigers fed . Thou wert from Etna's burning entrails torn , Got by fierce whirlwinds , and in thunder born ! Resound , ye hills , resound my mournful lay ...
... thee , Love ! on foreign Mountains bred , Wolves gave thee suck , and savage Tigers fed . Thou wert from Etna's burning entrails torn , Got by fierce whirlwinds , and in thunder born ! Resound , ye hills , resound my mournful lay ...
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... thee , bright goddess , oft a lamb shall bleed , In some still ev'ning , when the whisp'ring breeze Pants on the leaves , and dies upon the trees . 80 Thy name , thy honour , and thy praise shall live ! While plants their shade , or ...
... thee , bright goddess , oft a lamb shall bleed , In some still ev'ning , when the whisp'ring breeze Pants on the leaves , and dies upon the trees . 80 Thy name , thy honour , and thy praise shall live ! While plants their shade , or ...
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Страница 275 - Peace to all such ! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease : Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Страница 28 - The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid ; and the calf, and the young lion, and the fatling together : and a little child shall lead them. And the cow and the bear shall feed, their young ones shall lie down together, and the lion shall eat straw like the ox. And the sucking child shall play on the hole of the asp, and the weaned child shall put his hand on the cockatrice den.
Страница 57 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence; The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, 370 The line too labours, and the words move slow: Not so when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Страница 199 - Know then thyself, presume not God to scan, The proper study of mankind is man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great: With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the Stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act, or rest; In doubt to deem himself a God, or beast...
Страница 193 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar; Wait the great teacher Death; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that Hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest; The soul, uneasy and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Страница 75 - Form a strong line about the silver bound, And guard the wide circumference around. 'Whatever spirit, careless of his charge, His post neglects, or leaves the fair at large, Shall feel sharp vengeance soon o'ertake his sins, Be...
Страница 281 - Me, let the tender office long engage, To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death, Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky...
Страница 82 - She said ; then raging to Sir Plume repairs, And bids her beau demand the precious hairs : (Sir Plume, of amber snuff-box justly vain, And the nice conduct of a clouded cane,) With earnest eyes, and round, unthinking face, He first the snuff-box open'd, then the case, And thus broke out — -"My lord, why, what the devil! "Z — ds! damn the lock! 'fore Gad, you must be civil ! "Plague on't! 'tis past a jest — nay prithee, pox! " Give her the hair " — he spoke, and rapp'd his box.
Страница 278 - Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as...
Страница 198 - All nature is but art, unknown to thee ; All chance, direction, which thou canst not see ; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good. And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear,