Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New Translations of the Ancient Poets Together with Several Original Poems, Том 1Jacob Tonson, 1716 |
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... Muse ; Laugh'd at the God within , that did inspire With more than human thoughts the tuneful Quire ; But fure ' tis more than Fancy , or the Dream Of Rhimers slumbring by the Muses stream . Some livelier Spark of Heav'n , and more ...
... Muse ; Laugh'd at the God within , that did inspire With more than human thoughts the tuneful Quire ; But fure ' tis more than Fancy , or the Dream Of Rhimers slumbring by the Muses stream . Some livelier Spark of Heav'n , and more ...
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... Muse , here cease thy painful flight : No pinions can pursue Immortal height : Tell good Barzillai thou canst fing no more , And tell thy Soul she should have fled before ; Or fled the with his life , and left this Verse To hang on her ...
... Muse , here cease thy painful flight : No pinions can pursue Immortal height : Tell good Barzillai thou canst fing no more , And tell thy Soul she should have fled before ; Or fled the with his life , and left this Verse To hang on her ...
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... Muse her felf that Orpheus bore , The Muse her felf , for her inchanting fon Whom Universal nature did lament , When by the rout MISCELLANY POEMS . 163.
... Muse her felf that Orpheus bore , The Muse her felf , for her inchanting fon Whom Universal nature did lament , When by the rout MISCELLANY POEMS . 163.
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... Muse . T. ODE . By Mr. Тно . OTWAY . [ grow , a high Hill , where never yet stood Tree , Where only Heath , coarse Fern , and Furzes Where ( nipt by piercing Air ) The Flocks in tatter'd Fleeces hardly graze ; Led by uncouth Thoughts and ...
... Muse . T. ODE . By Mr. Тно . OTWAY . [ grow , a high Hill , where never yet stood Tree , Where only Heath , coarse Fern , and Furzes Where ( nipt by piercing Air ) The Flocks in tatter'd Fleeces hardly graze ; Led by uncouth Thoughts and ...
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... Muse in Caterwauling fits ) You might on every Rind behold , and swear I and my Clio had been at it there . } } Nay , by my Muse too I was bleft With Off - springs of the choicest kinds , Such as have pleas'd the noblest minds , And ...
... Muse in Caterwauling fits ) You might on every Rind behold , and swear I and my Clio had been at it there . } } Nay , by my Muse too I was bleft With Off - springs of the choicest kinds , Such as have pleas'd the noblest minds , And ...
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Страница 166 - So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and, with new spangled ore, Flames in the forehead of the morning sky : So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high, Through the dear might of Him that walk'd the waves.
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Страница 153 - Softly on my eyelids laid; And, as I wake, sweet music breathe Above, about, or underneath, Sent by some Spirit to mortals good, Or the unseen Genius of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloister's pale, And love the high embowed roof, With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light.
Страница 158 - Is dyed in such a purple grain. There is not such another in The world to offer for their sin.