The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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Side 39
... leave his happy natal seat , And sigh for wants more bitter than his own ? There are , while human miseries abound , A thousand ways to waste superfluous wealth Without one fool or flatterer at your board , Without one hour of sickness ...
... leave his happy natal seat , And sigh for wants more bitter than his own ? There are , while human miseries abound , A thousand ways to waste superfluous wealth Without one fool or flatterer at your board , Without one hour of sickness ...
Side 59
... leaves to scan , from what mysterious cause Charybdis rages in the ' Ionian wave ; Whence those impetuous currents in the main , Which neither oar nor sail can stem ; and why The roughening deep expects the storm , as sure As red Orion ...
... leaves to scan , from what mysterious cause Charybdis rages in the ' Ionian wave ; Whence those impetuous currents in the main , Which neither oar nor sail can stem ; and why The roughening deep expects the storm , as sure As red Orion ...
Side 74
... leaves To lean for ever , cramps the vital parts , And robs the fine machinery of its play . ' Tis the great art of life to manage well The restless mind . For ever on pursuit Of knowledge bent , it starves the grosser powers : Quite ...
... leaves To lean for ever , cramps the vital parts , And robs the fine machinery of its play . ' Tis the great art of life to manage well The restless mind . For ever on pursuit Of knowledge bent , it starves the grosser powers : Quite ...
Side 76
... leave the rest to Heaven . Oft from the body , by long ails mistuned , These evils sprung , the most important health , That of the mind , destroy : and when the mind They first invade , the conscious body soon In sympathetic ...
... leave the rest to Heaven . Oft from the body , by long ails mistuned , These evils sprung , the most important health , That of the mind , destroy : and when the mind They first invade , the conscious body soon In sympathetic ...
Side 103
... leave to publish it ; a request too flattering to youthful vanity to be re- sisted . But Mr. Mallet altered his mind ; and this little piece has hitherto remained unpublished . The other Imitations of Shakspeare happen to have been ...
... leave to publish it ; a request too flattering to youthful vanity to be re- sisted . But Mr. Mallet altered his mind ; and this little piece has hitherto remained unpublished . The other Imitations of Shakspeare happen to have been ...
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Aaron Hill adesse Armstrong Behold bless'd blood bosom breast breath charms cheerful chyle death delight dread e'en Eumenes EURIPIDES Eurus eyes fame fate fear fire genius gold golden reign grace grows Hæc happy heart Heaven honour hope hour indulge Johnson labour live ludicra luxury maze of fate melt mihi millia mind mournful Muse nature Nature's ne'er never night numbers nunc o'er oppress'd pain pale peaceful pleasing pleasure poem poet poison'd praise pride quæ Quid quod rage rapture reign RIO VERDE rise SAMUEL JOHNSON Satire of Juvenal scarce scorn Scythian shade Shakspeare shine shun sibi skies slow smile soft song soon soul spring square miles Stella suspiria taste tender Thales thirst thou thunder tibi toil veins verse vigour Virtue vitæ waste whate'er wild Wilkes wine winter woes youth
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Side 169 - Where then shall Hope and Fear their objects find? Must dull suspense corrupt the stagnant mind? Must helpless man, in ignorance sedate, Roll darkling down the torrent of his fate?
Side 164 - To him the church, the realm, their powers consign, Through him the rays of regal bounty shine, Turned by his nod the stream of honour flows, His smile alone security bestows: Still to new heights his restless wishes tower, Claim leads to claim, and power advances power; Till conquest unresisted ceased to please, And rights submitted, left him none to seize.
Side 195 - 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.
Side 207 - Oft in danger, yet alive, We are come to thirty-five; Long may better years arrive, Better years than thirty-five. Could philosophers contrive Life to stop at thirty-five, Time his hours should never drive O'er the bounds of thirty-five. High to soar, and deep to dive, Nature gives at thirty-five. Ladies, stock and tend your hive, Trifle not at thirty-five: For howe'er we boast and strive, Life declines from thirty-five. He that ever hopes to thrive Must begin by thirty-five; And all who wisely wish...
Side 164 - And watch the busy scenes of crowded life; Then say how hope and fear, desire and hate O'erspread with snares the clouded maze of fate...
Side 164 - Are these thy views? Proceed, illustrious youth, And Virtue guard thee to the throne of Truth ! Yet should thy soul indulge the gen'rous heat, Till captive Science yields her last retreat; Should Reason guide thee with her brightest ray, And pour on misty Doubt resistless day...
Side 215 - O Thou whose power o'er moving worlds presides, Whose voice created, and whose wisdom guides, On darkling man in pure effulgence shine, And cheer the clouded mind with light divine. Tis thine alone to calm the pious breast, With silent confidence and holy rest : From thee, great God ! we spring, to thee we tend, Path, motive, guide, original, and end...
Side 143 - One night when Beauclerk and Langton had supped at a tavern in London, and sat till about three in the morning, it came into their heads to go and knock up Johnson, and see if they could prevail on him to join them in a ramble. They rapped violently at the door of his chambers in the Temple, till at last he appeared in his shirt, with his little black wig on the top of his head, instead of a nightcap, and a poker in his hand, imagining, probably, that some ruffians were coming to attack him. When...
Side 56 - The tower that long had stood the crush of thunder and the warring winds, shook by the slow but sure destroyer time, now hangs in doubtful ruins o'er its base ; and flinty pyramids and walls of brass descend: — the Babylonian spires are sunk; Achaia, Rome and Egypt moulder down. Time shakes the stable tyranny of thrones, and tottering empires crush by their own weight. This huge rotundity we tread grows old and all those worlds that roll around the sun; the sun himself shall die ; and ancient night...
Side 164 - Deign on the passing world to turn thine eyes, And pause awhile from letters, to be wise; There mark what ills the scholar's life assail, Toil, envy, want, the patron, and the jail.