The First Part of Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New Translations of the Ancient Poets: Together with Several Original Poems, الجزء 5Jacob Tonson at Shakespear's Head over-against Katharine-Street in the Strand., 1716 |
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الصفحة 58
... Said , Dearest Friend , this Bow you see ; This pretty Bow belongs to me : Obferve , I pray , if all be right , I fear the Rain has fpoil'd it quite : He drew it then , and ftraight I found Within my Breaft a fecret Wound . This done ...
... Said , Dearest Friend , this Bow you see ; This pretty Bow belongs to me : Obferve , I pray , if all be right , I fear the Rain has fpoil'd it quite : He drew it then , and ftraight I found Within my Breaft a fecret Wound . This done ...
الصفحة 178
... said , Her ravish'd Eyes upon his Beauty fed ; With Flow'rs his graceful flowing Hair she dreft , And all her Smiles tumultuous Joys express'd . ALEXIS . What pass'd before I saw my lovely Fair , Deferves not now my Jealoufie or Care ...
... said , Her ravish'd Eyes upon his Beauty fed ; With Flow'rs his graceful flowing Hair she dreft , And all her Smiles tumultuous Joys express'd . ALEXIS . What pass'd before I saw my lovely Fair , Deferves not now my Jealoufie or Care ...
الصفحة 253
... dwell ' Tis true ( faid 1 ) and thereupon I went to pluck them one by one , To make of parts a union ; But on a fudden all was gone , With that I ftopt ; said Love , These be MISCELLANY POEMS . 253 The Enquiry By the fame Hand P.
... dwell ' Tis true ( faid 1 ) and thereupon I went to pluck them one by one , To make of parts a union ; But on a fudden all was gone , With that I ftopt ; said Love , These be MISCELLANY POEMS . 253 The Enquiry By the fame Hand P.
الصفحة 254
... said Love , These be ( Fond Man ) resemblances of thee , And as these flow'rs , thy joys shall die , Even in the twinkling of an Eye : And all thy hopes of her shall wither , Like these short sweets , thus knit together . The ...
... said Love , These be ( Fond Man ) resemblances of thee , And as these flow'rs , thy joys shall die , Even in the twinkling of an Eye : And all thy hopes of her shall wither , Like these short sweets , thus knit together . The ...
الصفحة 310
... said : Welcome ye Meffengers of Gods and Men , Not you I blame , but your proud King condemn : I know the Tyrant my fair Prize demands ; Patrocius , lead her to their awful Hands : That each a Witness of my Wrongs may prove Before all ...
... said : Welcome ye Meffengers of Gods and Men , Not you I blame , but your proud King condemn : I know the Tyrant my fair Prize demands ; Patrocius , lead her to their awful Hands : That each a Witness of my Wrongs may prove Before all ...
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Æneid againſt Arms Atrides Beauty beft Bleffings bleft boaſt Breaft bright Caufe Cauſe CHARLES HOPKINS Charms cloſe cou'd Courſe Defire Delight Deſpair Diſeaſe doth e'er Earth ev'n ev'ry Eyes facred fafely faid fair fame Hand Fate Fayrie fear fecure feek feems felf fent fhall fhine fhou'd fince fing Fire firft firſt flain Flame foft fome foon Friend ftand ftill fuch fure fweet Gods Grace happy Heart Heav'n himſelf inſpire Joys juft Kings Lady laft leaſt lefs Light loft lov'd Love Lover mighty moft mortal moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt ne'er Numbers Nymph o'er Oberon Paffion paft pleaſe Pleaſure Poets Pow'r Praiſe Pray'r Queen Queen Mab Rage Reaſon reft rife Satyr Senfe ſhall ſhe Soul ſpread Swain thee thefe themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou Thoughts thouſand thro twas Verſe Whilft whofe Whoſe wou'd wretched Youth
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الصفحة 89 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
الصفحة 287 - TO MY DEAR FRIEND MR. CONGREVE, ON HIS COMEDY CALLED ' THE DOUBLE DEALER. 1694. WELL then, the promised hour is come at last, The present age of wit obscures the past: Strong were our sires, and as they fought they writ, Conquering with force of arms and dint of wit: Theirs was the giant race before the flood ; And thus, when Charles return'd, our empire stood. Like Janus...
الصفحة 214 - Born to the spacious empire of the Nine, One would have thought she should have been content To manage well that mighty government; But what can young ambitious souls confine? To the next realm she stretch'd her sway, For Painture near adjoining lay, A plenteous province, and alluring prey. A Chamber of Dependencies was framed, (As conquerors will never want pretence, When arm'd, to justify the offence) And the whole fief, in right of poetry, she claim'd.
الصفحة 87 - Who fears not to do ill, yet fears the name, And, free from conscience, is a slave to fame. Thus he the church at once protects and spoils ; But princes' swords are sharper than their styles : And thus to th' ages past he makes amends, Their charity destroys, their faith defends.
الصفحة 89 - Indies ours ; finds wealth where 'tis, bestows it where it wants, cities in deserts, woods in cities, plants : so that to us no thing, no place, is strange, while his fair bosom is the world's exchange.
الصفحة 252 - Chase from our minds the infernal foe, And peace, the fruit of love, bestow; And, lest our feet should step astray, Protect and guide us in the way. Make us eternal truths receive, And practise all that we believe: Give us thyself, that we may see The Father, and the Son, by thee. Immortal honour, endless fame, Attend the...
الصفحة 282 - In times o'ergrown with Rust and Ignorance, A gainful Trade their Clergy did advance: When want of Learning kept the Laymen low, And none but Priests were Authoriz'd to know.
الصفحة 91 - To his friends' pity, and pursuers' scorn, With shame remembers, while himself was one Of the same herd, himself the same had done. Thence to the coverts and the conscious groves, The scene of his past triumphs and his loves ; Sadly surveying where he rang'd alone Prince of the soil, and all the herd his own ; And, like a bold...
الصفحة 136 - Twas I that gave thee thy renown; Thou hadst in the forgotten crowd Of common beauties lived unknown, Had not my verse exhaled thy name, And with it imped the wings of fame. That killing power is none of thine, I gave it to thy voice and eyes; • Thy sweets, thy graces, all are mine; Thou art my star, shin'st in my skies; Then dart not from thy borrowed sphere Lightning on him that fixed thee there.
الصفحة 284 - Tis some relief, that points not clearly known, Without much hazard, may be let alone ; And, after hearing what our church can say...