The Poetical Works ...: With the Life of the AuthorB. Johnson, J. Johnson and R. Johnson, 1805 - 132 strani |
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Stran 107
... Sweet repast , and soft repose : Now the gen'rous bowl I sip , As it leaves Anacreon's lip : Void of care and free from dread , From his fingers snatch his bread ; Then with luscious plenty gay , Round his chamber dance MISCELLANIES . 107.
... Sweet repast , and soft repose : Now the gen'rous bowl I sip , As it leaves Anacreon's lip : Void of care and free from dread , From his fingers snatch his bread ; Then with luscious plenty gay , Round his chamber dance MISCELLANIES . 107.
Stran 109
... sweet or shrill , By quiv'ring string , or modulated wind ; | Trumpet or lyre - to their harsh bosoms chill , Admission ne'er had sought , or could not find . Oh ! send them to the sullen mansions dun , Her baleful eyes where Sorrow ...
... sweet or shrill , By quiv'ring string , or modulated wind ; | Trumpet or lyre - to their harsh bosoms chill , Admission ne'er had sought , or could not find . Oh ! send them to the sullen mansions dun , Her baleful eyes where Sorrow ...
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... sweet solicitudes of love ! May powerful nature join with grateful art , To point each glance , and force it to the heart ! O then , when conquer'd crowds confess thy sway , When e'en proud wealth and prouder wit obey , My fair , be ...
... sweet solicitudes of love ! May powerful nature join with grateful art , To point each glance , and force it to the heart ! O then , when conquer'd crowds confess thy sway , When e'en proud wealth and prouder wit obey , My fair , be ...
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... Sweet flow'd the lays - but love was all he sung ; The gay description could not fail to move , For , led by Nature , all are friends to love . But heav'n , still various in its works , decreed The perfect boast of time should last ...
... Sweet flow'd the lays - but love was all he sung ; The gay description could not fail to move , For , led by Nature , all are friends to love . But heav'n , still various in its works , decreed The perfect boast of time should last ...
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... sweet Racine The temp❜rate strength of Maro's chaster line . But wilder far the British laurel spread , And wreaths less artful crown our poet's head ; Yet he alone to every scene could give Th ' historian's truth , and bid the manners ...
... sweet Racine The temp❜rate strength of Maro's chaster line . But wilder far the British laurel spread , And wreaths less artful crown our poet's head ; Yet he alone to every scene could give Th ' historian's truth , and bid the manners ...
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ANTISTROPHE bard beauty Behold bless bosom breast breathe charms Circassia Collins death delight e'en ECLOGUE English language ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fear fire fix'd flowers foes Garrick genius Gentleman's Magazine gold golden reign grace grief grove happy hear heart heaven honour hope hour Johnson Juvenal kings language light literary live Lord Lord Chesterfield lov'd lover lyre maid maze of fate merit Metastasio mind mirth moral mournful Murphy muse myrtle nature nature's night numbers Nymph o'er passions peaceful Pity plain pleasure poem poet poetical pow'r praise pride rage Rambler Rasselas reign Rio verde rise Samuel Johnson SATIRE OF JUVENAL scarce scenes scorn shade shews shine sighs sing Sir John Hawkins skies smile soft sooth soul spreads Spring Stella sweet thee thine thou thought Thrale toil truth vale verse virtue virtue's voice wealth wild wise writings youth
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Stran 22 - Is not a patron, my Lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water, and when he has reached ground encumbers him with help...
Stran 21 - is recommended to the public, were written by your lordship. To be so distinguished, is an honour, which, being very little accustomed to favours from the great, I know not well how to receive, or in what terms to acknowledge.
Stran 67 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure? Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail ! Still would her touch the strain prolong; And from the rocks, the woods, the vale, She called on Echo still, through all the song : And, where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close, And Hope enchanted smiled, and waved her golden hair.
Stran 19 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring ' Each opening sweet, of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing Spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove ; But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No...
Stran 69 - Tis said, and I believe the tale, Thy humblest reed could more prevail Had more of strength, diviner rage, Than all which charms this laggard age...
Stran 58 - With every wild absurdity comply, And view each object with another's eye ; To shake with laughter ere the jest they hear, To pour at will the counterfeited tear ; And, as their patron hints the cold or heat, To shake in dogdays, in December sweat. How, when competitors like these contend, Can surly Virtue hope to fix a friend...
Stran 58 - If aught of oaten stop, or pastoral song, May hope, chaste eve, to soothe thy modest ear. Like thy own solemn springs, Thy springs, and dying gales...
Stran 80 - Ah ! let not censure term our fate our choice, The stage but echoes back the public voice; The drama's laws, the drama's patrons give, For we that live to please, must please to live.
Stran 99 - The busy day, the peaceful night, Unfelt, uncounted, glided by; His frame was firm — his powers were bright, Though now his eightieth year was nigh. Then with no fiery throbbing pain, No cold gradations of decay, Death broke at once the vital chain, And freed his soul the nearest way.
Stran 68 - Speak thou, whose thoughts at humble peace repine, Shall Wolsey's wealth, with Wolsey's end be thine? Or liv'st thou now, with safer pride content, The wisest justice on the banks of Trent? For why did Wolsey near the steeps of fate, On weak foundations raise th