Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to Churchill ...J. Bell, 1803 |
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الصفحة 3
... sacred all appears ! How worthy an immortal round of years ! Yet all must deop , as autumn's fickliest grain , And earth and firmament be sought in vain : The track forgot where constellation shone , Or where the Stuarts fill'd an awful ...
... sacred all appears ! How worthy an immortal round of years ! Yet all must deop , as autumn's fickliest grain , And earth and firmament be sought in vain : The track forgot where constellation shone , Or where the Stuarts fill'd an awful ...
الصفحة 12
... rise , and pour His sacred guest uninjur'd on the shore ; A type of that great blessing which the Muse In her next labour ardently pursues . 309 End of Book First . THE LAST DAY . BOOK II . We hope that THE LAST DAY , Book 1 .
... rise , and pour His sacred guest uninjur'd on the shore ; A type of that great blessing which the Muse In her next labour ardently pursues . 309 End of Book First . THE LAST DAY . BOOK II . We hope that THE LAST DAY , Book 1 .
الصفحة 13
... sacred songs with mine . Again the trumpet's intermitted sound Rolls the wide circuit of creation round , An universal concourse to prepare Of all that ever breath'd the vital air ; In some wide field , which active whirlwinds sweep ...
... sacred songs with mine . Again the trumpet's intermitted sound Rolls the wide circuit of creation round , An universal concourse to prepare Of all that ever breath'd the vital air ; In some wide field , which active whirlwinds sweep ...
الصفحة 15
... adamant , and ribs of brass . That ancient , sacred , and illustrious dome , * Where soon or late fair Albion's heroes come * Westminster - Abbey . 50 60 70 From camps and courts , tho ' great , or Book 11 . 15 THE LAST DAY .
... adamant , and ribs of brass . That ancient , sacred , and illustrious dome , * Where soon or late fair Albion's heroes come * Westminster - Abbey . 50 60 70 From camps and courts , tho ' great , or Book 11 . 15 THE LAST DAY .
الصفحة 26
... sacred thought may forcibly invite . " When this world's shut , and awful planets rise , " Call on our minds , and raise them to the skies ; " Compose our souls with a less dazzling sight , " And shew all Nature in a milder light ...
... sacred thought may forcibly invite . " When this world's shut , and awful planets rise , " Call on our minds , and raise them to the skies ; " Compose our souls with a less dazzling sight , " And shew all Nature in a milder light ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
awful beams beneath billows bless bless'd bliss blood bloom boast bold book of Job breast bright Britain Britannia's Britons charms clouds Codrus crown dæmon dare dark death deep distant divine dreadful earth empire eternal ev'n ev'ry fair fame fate fire fix'd flame foes fool frown gen'rous genius give glorious glory glow gods grace groan guilt heart Heav'n human immortal isle JOSEPH ADDISON kings leviathan Lord mankind mighty monarchs mortal Muse Nature Nature's ne'er nectar drink night numbers nymphs o'er pain peace Pindar pow'r praise pride proud rage reign renown resign'd rise roar sacred Satire SATIRE IV SATIRE VI seas shine sing skies smile song soul stars storm strain stream swell sword tempest terror thee theme thine thou thought thro throne thunder toil Trade trembling triumph truth twill virtue Virtue's wealth winds wise
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الصفحة 125 - Tis greatly wise to know before we're told The melancholy news that we grow old. Autumnal Lyce carries in her face Memento mori to each public place. O how your beating breast a mistress warms Who looks through spectacles to see your charms ! While rival undertakers hover round, And with his spade the sexton marks the ground, Intent not on her own, but others' doom, She plans new conquests and defrauds the tomb.
الصفحة 152 - One to destroy is murder by the law, And gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe ; To murder thousands takes a specious name, War's glorious art, and gives immortal fame.
الصفحة 135 - Think nought a trifle, though it small appear ; Small sands the mountain, moments make the year, And trifles life.
الصفحة 27 - And with strong faith foment the holy fire ! Stretch out my soul in hope, and grasp the prize, Which in eternity's deep bosom lies ! At the great day of recompense behold, Devoid of fear, the fatal book unfold ! Then wafted upward to the blissful seat, From age to age, my grateful song repeat ; My light, my life, my God, my Saviour see, And rival angels in the praise of thee.
الصفحة 133 - Thus strictly prov'd this virtuous, loving wife, Her husband's pain was dearer than her life. Anxious Melania rises to my view, Who never thinks her lover pays his due : Visit, present, treat, flatter, and adore ; Her majesty, to-morrow, calls for more. His wounded ears complaints eternal fill, As unoil'd hinges, querulously shrill. " You went last night with Celia to the ball.
الصفحة 94 - For, lo ! Philander, of reproach afraid, In secret loves his wife, but keeps her maid. Some nymphs sell reputation ; others buy ; And love a market where the rates run high : Italian music's sweet, because 'tis dear ; Their vanity is tickled, not their ear : Their tastes would lessen, if the prices fell, And Shakespeare's wretched stuff do quite as well; Away the disenchanted fair would throng, And own that English is their mother tongue.
الصفحة 124 - Across the room, and toss into the chair. So far their commerce with mankind is gone, They, for our manners, have exchang'd their own. The modest look, the castigated grace, The gentle movement, and slow-measur'd pace, For which her lovers died, her parents paid, Are indecorums with the modern maid.
الصفحة 164 - With fame, in just proportion, envy grows ; The man that makes a character, makes foes : Slight, peevish insects round a genius rise, As a bright day awakes the world of flies ; With hearty malice, but with feeble wing, (To show they live) they flutter, and they sting : But as by depredations wasps proclaim The fairest fruit, so these the fairest fame.
الصفحة 83 - Of court and town the noontide masquerade ; Where swarms of knaves the vizor quite disgrace, And hide secure behind a naked face ? Where nature's end of language is declin'd, And men talk only to conceal the mind...
الصفحة 138 - On others' fame, thro' fondness for our own. Of rank and riches proud, Cleora frowns ; For are not coronets akin to crowns ? Her greedy eye, and her sublime address, The height of avarice and pride confess.