The Works of the English Poets: Otway; Duke; DorsetH. Hughs, 1779 |
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Acontius arms beauty bleffings bleft breaſt Cæfar's caft charms conqueft Cyclops Cydippe dæmon Daphnis defire delight dreft e'er eaſe Ev'n eyes facred fafe fair falfe fame fate fatire fear feem'd fent fhall fhew fhining fhore fighs fight fince fire firft firſt flain flave Floriana fmile foft fome fong fools forrow foul ftill ftreams fuch fure fwain grace heart heaven herſelf himſelf honour juſt kind king laft laſt lefs lov'd LUCIUS JUNIUS BRUTUS Lucretius maid mighty mind MOPSU moſt Mufe Muſe muſt noble nymph o'er OVID paſt peace pleaſe pleaſure Poet praiſe pride rage rais'd raiſe reſt rife royal ſhall ſhe ſhould ſpeak ſpread ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtill ſuch Tartuffe thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand triumph Twas underſtand verfe virtue Whilft whofe whoſe WILLIAM BEDLOE wiſhes wonder
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Страница 207 - Nor vex your thoughts how to repair The ruins of your glory: You ought to leave so mean a care To those who pen your story. Are not Boileau and Corneille paid For panegyric writing? They know how heroes may be made, Without the help of fighting.
Страница 195 - Ladies now at land, We men at sea indite ; But first would have you understand How hard it is to write ; The muses, now, and Neptune too, We must implore to write to you. With a fa la, la, la, la.
Страница 198 - And now we've told you all our loves, And likewise all our fears, In hopes this declaration moves Some pity from your tears ; Let's hear of no inconstancy, We have too much of that at sea. With a fa, la, la, la, la.
Страница 206 - Roper to take her away. But to these that have had my dear Bess in their arms, She's gentle, and knows how to soften her charms; And to every beauty can add a new...
Страница 28 - My father was .(a thing now rare) Loyal and brave ; my mother chaste and fair. The pledge of marriage-vows was only I ; Alone I liv'd their much-lov'd fondled boy:' They gave me gen'rous education ; high They strove to raise my mind ; and with it grew their joy.
Страница 74 - Twill keep but lingring Pain alive, Alas ! and break my Heart. When on my lonely, penfive Bed I lay me down to reft, In hope to calm my raging Head, And cool my burning...
Страница 196 - To pass our tedious hours away, We throw a merry main, Or else at serious ombre play, But why should we in vain Each other's ruin thus pursue ? We were undone when we left you...
Страница 143 - At fu.ch aDiftance you could wound my Heart: So Fate ordain'd, and left you fight with Fate, Hear and believe the Truth I fhall relate. Now in my Mother's Womb...
Страница 196 - Should foggy Opdam chance to know Our sad and dismal story, The Dutch would scorn so weak a foe, And quit their fort at Goree: For what resistance can they find From men who've left their hearts behind ?With a fa, la, la, la, la.
Страница 47 - But conftant as the Stars that never move; Or as Women would have Love. The trembling Genius of their State Lookt out, and ftraight fhrunk back his Head, To fee our daring Banners fpread.