Bell's Edition, Količine 37–38J. Bell, 1777 |
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Stran x
... vain pomp of hu- man greatnefs . During the heat of the Civil war he was fettled in my Lord St. Albans ' family , and attended her Majesty , the queen - mother , when , by the unjust perfecution of her own fubjects , she was forced to ...
... vain pomp of hu- man greatnefs . During the heat of the Civil war he was fettled in my Lord St. Albans ' family , and attended her Majesty , the queen - mother , when , by the unjust perfecution of her own fubjects , she was forced to ...
Stran xx
... vain thing to make any kind of apology for that fort of writings . If devout or virtuous men will superciliously forbid the minds of the young to adorn thofe fubjects about which they are most converfant , they would put them out of all ...
... vain thing to make any kind of apology for that fort of writings . If devout or virtuous men will superciliously forbid the minds of the young to adorn thofe fubjects about which they are most converfant , they would put them out of all ...
Stran xxxi
... vain or fantastical , nothing flattering or infolent , appeared in his humour . He had a great integrity and plainness of manners , which he preferved to the last , tho ' much of his time was spent in a nation , and way of life , that ...
... vain or fantastical , nothing flattering or infolent , appeared in his humour . He had a great integrity and plainness of manners , which he preferved to the last , tho ' much of his time was spent in a nation , and way of life , that ...
Stran xli
... vain for me that I avoided cenfure by the concealment of my own writings , if my reputation could be thus executed in effigy ; and impoffible it is for any good name to be in safety , if the malice of witches have the power to confume ...
... vain for me that I avoided cenfure by the concealment of my own writings , if my reputation could be thus executed in effigy ; and impoffible it is for any good name to be in safety , if the malice of witches have the power to confume ...
Stran xliii
... vain for me that I avoided cenfure by the concealment of my own writings , if my reputation could be thus executed in effigy ; and impossible it is for any good name to be in safety , if the malice of witches have the power to confume ...
... vain for me that I avoided cenfure by the concealment of my own writings , if my reputation could be thus executed in effigy ; and impossible it is for any good name to be in safety , if the malice of witches have the power to confume ...
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Stran 123 - s drunken, fiery face no less) Drinks up the sea, and when he's done, The moon and stars drink up the sun. They drink and dance by their own light, They drink and revel all the night. Nothing in Nature's sober found, But an eternal health goes round.
Stran lxv - Latin vein, so clear, Strong, full, and high, it doth appear ', That were immortal Virgil here, Him for his judge he would not fear. Of that great portraiture so true A copy, pencil never drew. My Muse her song had ended here, But both their genii straight appear : Joy and amazement her did strike ; Two twins she never saw so like.
Stran xlvi - There was no other religion ; and therefore that was better than none at all : but to us, who have no need of them ; to us, who deride their folly, and are wearied with their impertinencies ; they ought to appear no better arguments for verse, than those of their worthy successors, the knights errant.
Stran 194 - On a sigh of pity I a year can live ; One tear will keep me twenty, at least ; Fifty, a gentle look will give ; An hundred years on one kind word I'll feast : A thousand more will added be, If you an inclination have for me ; And all beyond is vast eternity ! THE THIEF.
Stran 105 - To a lord's house, as lordly as can be, Made for the use of pride and luxury, They come ; the gentle courtier at the door Stops, and will hardly enter in before. But 'tis, sir, your command, and being so, I'm sworn t' obedience ; and so in they go.
Stran 105 - Darkness' curtains he retires ; In sympathizing night he rolls his smoky fires. .When, Goddess! thou lift'st up thy waken'd head, Out of the morning's purple bed, Thy quire of birds about thee play, And all the joyful world salutes the rising day.
Stran 95 - Who does in me dwell. Before my Gate a Street's broad Channel goes, Which still with Waves of crowding people flows, And every day there passes by my side, Up to its Western Reach, the London Tide, The Spring-Tides of the Term ; my Front looks down On all the Pride, and Business of the Town.
Stran 137 - So strong a wit did nature to him frame As all things but his judgment overcame; His judgment like the heavenly moon did show, Tempering that mighty sea below. Oh had he lived in learning's world, what bound Would have been able to control His over-powering soul? We have lost in him arts that not yet are found.
Stran 89 - This only grant me, that my means may lie Too low for envy, for contempt too high. Some honour I would have, Not from great deeds, but good alone; The' unknown are better than ill known : Rumour can ope the grave.
Stran 137 - He lov'd my worthless rhymes, and, like a friend, Would find out something to commend. Hence now, my Muse ! thou canst not me delight : Be this my latest verse, With which I now adorn his hearse ; And this my grief, without thy help, shall write.