A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley].1758 |
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Stran 20
... learned School aye claim'd they to prefide . XXII . In antique garbs , for modern they disdain'd , By Greek and Roman artists h whilom made , Of various woofs , and variously distain'd With tints of ev'ry hue , were they array'd ; And ...
... learned School aye claim'd they to prefide . XXII . In antique garbs , for modern they disdain'd , By Greek and Roman artists h whilom made , Of various woofs , and variously distain'd With tints of ev'ry hue , were they array'd ; And ...
Stran 42
... learned train Of Arts and Muses , though from heav'n above Defcended , when their talents they prophane To varnish folly , kindle wanton love , And aid excentrick sceptic Pride to rove Beyond cæleftial Truth's attractive sphere , This ...
... learned train Of Arts and Muses , though from heav'n above Defcended , when their talents they prophane To varnish folly , kindle wanton love , And aid excentrick sceptic Pride to rove Beyond cæleftial Truth's attractive sphere , This ...
Stran 61
... learned pen , And . Sidney pour'd his fancy - flowing ftrain . TO THE Hon . WILMOT VAUGHAN , Efq ; in WALES . By the Same . YE diftant realms that hold my friend Beneath a cold ungenial sky , Where lab'ring groves with weight of vapours ...
... learned pen , And . Sidney pour'd his fancy - flowing ftrain . TO THE Hon . WILMOT VAUGHAN , Efq ; in WALES . By the Same . YE diftant realms that hold my friend Beneath a cold ungenial sky , Where lab'ring groves with weight of vapours ...
Stran 74
... tongue in love's persuasive lore , Tho ' less it feels , will please and flatter more , And meanly learned in that guilty trade Can long abufe a fond , unthinking maid . ! And And fince their lips , fo knowing to deceive , [ 74 ]
... tongue in love's persuasive lore , Tho ' less it feels , will please and flatter more , And meanly learned in that guilty trade Can long abufe a fond , unthinking maid . ! And And fince their lips , fo knowing to deceive , [ 74 ]
Stran 229
... learned nose : Safely may'ft thou defy beaux , wits , and fcoffers ; While tenants , in fee fimple , stuff thy coffers . XXXXX ** SOLITUDE . An O D E. I. Solitude , romantic Maid Whether by nodding towers you Or haunt the defart's ...
... learned nose : Safely may'ft thou defy beaux , wits , and fcoffers ; While tenants , in fee fimple , stuff thy coffers . XXXXX ** SOLITUDE . An O D E. I. Solitude , romantic Maid Whether by nodding towers you Or haunt the defart's ...
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Pogosti izrazi in povedi
beneath bleft bloom bluſh boaſt bofom bow'r breaſt bright charms chearful Columbel dæmons dear dreft e'er eaſe erft Ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafe fage fair fame fate fcene fear fhade fhall fhine fhould figh fight filent fing firſt fkies flain flow'rs fmile foft folemn fome fong fons foon footh forrow foul freſh ftill fuch fure fweet grace grove heart heav'n honour laſt lefs loft lyre maid mind moſt mourn Mufe Muſe muſt ne'er night nymphs o'er paffion pain peace penfive plain pleaſe pleaſure Pompey pow'r praiſe pride purſue raiſe reafon reſt rife rofe ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſkies ſky ſmile ſpread ſpring Squire ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtream ſweet taſte tears thee theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro toil train tranſport truth vale Virgil's tomb virtue Whilft whofe whoſe Wiſdom wiſh youth
Priljubljeni odlomki
Stran 2 - Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, , The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Stran 5 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Stran 3 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Stran 4 - HAMPDEN that with dauntlefs breaft The little tyrant of his fields withftood : Some mute inglorious MILTON here may reft, Some CROMWELL guiltlefs of his country's blood. Th' applaufe of lift'ning fenates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to defpife, To fcatter plenty o'er a fmiling land, And read their...
Stran 153 - The robes of pleasure and the veils of woe: All aid the farce, and all thy mirth maintain, Whose joys are causeless, or whose griefs are vain. Such was the scorn that...
Stran 158 - But did not Chance at length her error mend? Did no subverted empire mark his end? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound ? Or hostile millions press him to the ground? His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Stran 226 - Untainted by the guilty bribe ; Uncurs'd amid the harpy tribe ; No orphan's cry to wound my ear ; My honour and my conscience clear ; Thus may I calmly meet my end, Thus to the grave in peace descend.
Stran 152 - And scarce a sycophant was fed by pride; Where ne'er was known the form of mock debate, Or seen a new-made mayor's unwieldy state; Where change of fav'rites made no change of laws, And senates heard before they...
Stran 6 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Stran 251 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.