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... rising grafs : Nor muft the lizard's painted brood appear , Nor wood - pecks , nor the fwallow harbour near . They waste the swarms , and as they fly along Convey the tender morfels to their young . C Let Let purling ftreams , and ...
... rising grafs : Nor muft the lizard's painted brood appear , Nor wood - pecks , nor the fwallow harbour near . They waste the swarms , and as they fly along Convey the tender morfels to their young . C Let Let purling ftreams , and ...
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... rise . By turns they ease the loaden swarms , or drive The drone , a lazy infect , from their hive . The work , is warmly ply'd through all the cells , And strong with thyme the new - made honey smells . So in their caves the brawny ...
... rise . By turns they ease the loaden swarms , or drive The drone , a lazy infect , from their hive . The work , is warmly ply'd through all the cells , And strong with thyme the new - made honey smells . So in their caves the brawny ...
Side 36
... steps , from hence I rise , And view the first gay scenes of Paradise What tongue , what words of rapture can exprefs A vifion fo profufe of pleafantnefs ! ; Oli Oh had the Poet ne'er profan'd his pen , To 36 ADDISON'S POEMS .
... steps , from hence I rise , And view the first gay scenes of Paradise What tongue , what words of rapture can exprefs A vifion fo profufe of pleafantnefs ! ; Oli Oh had the Poet ne'er profan'd his pen , To 36 ADDISON'S POEMS .
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... rise , And the whole year in gay confusion lies . Immortal glories in my mind revive , And in my foul a thousand paffions strive , When Rome's exalted beauties I defcry Magnificent in piles of ruin lie . An amphitheatre's amazing height ...
... rise , And the whole year in gay confusion lies . Immortal glories in my mind revive , And in my foul a thousand paffions strive , When Rome's exalted beauties I defcry Magnificent in piles of ruin lie . An amphitheatre's amazing height ...
Side 43
... rise in distant views , And opening palaces invite my Muse . How has kind heaven adorn'd the happy land , And scatter'd blessings with a wasteful hand ! But what avail her unexhausted stores , Her blooming mountains , and her funny ...
... rise in distant views , And opening palaces invite my Muse . How has kind heaven adorn'd the happy land , And scatter'd blessings with a wasteful hand ! But what avail her unexhausted stores , Her blooming mountains , and her funny ...
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The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and ..., Volum 23 Samuel Johnson Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1779 |
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Side 326 - I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them. [Laying his hand on his sword.\ Thus am I doubly arm'd ; my death and life, My bane and antidote, are both before me.
Side 221 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Side 325 - Here will I hold. If there's a Power above us, — And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works, — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
Side 98 - Not the rough whirlwind that deforms Adria's black gulf and vexes it with storms, The stubborn virtue of his soul can move ; Not the red arm of angry Jove, That flings the thunder from the sky, And gives it rage to roar, and strength to fly. Should the whole frame of nature round him break, In ruin, and confusion hurl'd, He, unconcern'd would hear the mighty crack, And stand secure, amidst a falling world.
Side 333 - Lucius, art thou here ? — thou art too good ! — Let this our friendship live between our children; Make Portius .happy in thy daughter Lucia. Alas! poor man, he weeps! — Marcia, my daughter — — O bend me forward ! — Juba loves thee, Marcia.
Side 270 - Which of the two to choose, slavery or death ? No ; let us rise at once, gird on our swords, And at the head of our remaining troops, Attack the foe, break through the thick array Of his throng'd legions, and charge home upon him.
Side 200 - This is wonderfully diverting to the understanding: thus to receive a precept that enters, as it were, through a by-way, and to apprehend an idea that draws a whole train after it.
Side 35 - Through pathless fields, and unfrequented floods, To dens of dragons and enchanted woods. But now the mystic tale, that pleased of yore, Can charm an understanding age no more; The long-spun allegories fulsome grow, While the dull moral lies too plain below.
Side 247 - And heavily in clouds brings on the day, The great, th' important day, big with the fate Of Cato and of Rome" Our father's death Would fill up all the guilt of civil war, And close the scene of blood. Already...
Side 151 - Who now appear'd but one continued wound. With dropping tears his bitter fate he moans, And fills the mountain with his dying groans. His servants with a piteous look he spies, And turns about his supplicating eyes.