The Works of the English Poets: HughesSamuel Johnson H. Hughs, 1779 |
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... In whatsoever form the guest appear'd , His heavenly luftre shone , and was rever'd , Catharine - Hall , Cambridge . 10 15 W , Worts . February , 1697 , To the MEMORY of Mr. HUGHES , BY MISS JUDITH B 2 To [ 3 ] R Ecommendatory Poems 3-36.
... In whatsoever form the guest appear'd , His heavenly luftre shone , and was rever'd , Catharine - Hall , Cambridge . 10 15 W , Worts . February , 1697 , To the MEMORY of Mr. HUGHES , BY MISS JUDITH B 2 To [ 3 ] R Ecommendatory Poems 3-36.
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... appears , Each eye o'erflows with tributary tears : Such was the scene , when , by the gods requir'd , Majestic Homer from the world retir'd : Such grief the Nine o'er Maro's tomb bestow'd ; And tears like thefe for Addifon late flow'd ...
... appears , Each eye o'erflows with tributary tears : Such was the scene , when , by the gods requir'd , Majestic Homer from the world retir'd : Such grief the Nine o'er Maro's tomb bestow'd ; And tears like thefe for Addifon late flow'd ...
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... appears , Obfcure in view , and on its visage wears Black hovering mifts , which , thickening by degrees , Extend a ... appear ; There wide Hifpania , fruitful Gallia here ; Belgia's moist foil , confpicuous from afar , And Flandria ...
... appears , Obfcure in view , and on its visage wears Black hovering mifts , which , thickening by degrees , Extend a ... appear ; There wide Hifpania , fruitful Gallia here ; Belgia's moist foil , confpicuous from afar , And Flandria ...
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... Appear'd the guardian power , all dazzling - bright ; And , entering , flash'd the caves with beamy light . Boyne , Rhine , the Sambre , on their banks had seen 205 The glorious form , and knew his martial mien ; In throngs th ...
... Appear'd the guardian power , all dazzling - bright ; And , entering , flash'd the caves with beamy light . Boyne , Rhine , the Sambre , on their banks had seen 205 The glorious form , and knew his martial mien ; In throngs th ...
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... appears , Nor fhuns the labour , nor the danger fears ! 325 In clouds of fulphurous fmoke he thines more bright , For Glory round him waits , with beams of living light . At length the widen'd gates a conquest own , And to his arms ...
... appears , Nor fhuns the labour , nor the danger fears ! 325 In clouds of fulphurous fmoke he thines more bright , For Glory round him waits , with beams of living light . At length the widen'd gates a conquest own , And to his arms ...
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Apollo APOLLO AND DAPHNE arms beauteous beauty Behold Belgia bleffings bleft breaſt bright Cæfar CANTATA cauſe charms crouds crown'd Cupid Daphne darts defire Doft thou ELECTRA ev'n eyes facred faid fair fame fate fcene fecure feems ferene fhall fhining fhore fide fighs fight filent fing fire firft firſt fkies flain flame flaves fleeping flow flowing tears fmiling foes foft fome fong foon foul fpring ftill ftrain ftreams fuch fudden fword glory goddeſs grace grove happy hear heart Heaven heavenly himſelf honours immortal inſpire laft lefs Love lyre maid Mufe Mufic Muſe ne'er numbers nymph o'er pain Peneus plains pleas'd pleaſure Pothinus praiſe pride rais'd raiſe RECITATIVE reft rife ſcene ſeen ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhore ſhould ſkies ſkill ſky ſmile ſpread ſtate thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thouſand tranſport triumphs Venus verfe voice whofe
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الصفحة 177 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain : Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
الصفحة 174 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure ; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
الصفحة 251 - As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
الصفحة 178 - Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And like another Helen fired another Troy ! Thus long ago, Ere heaving bellows learned to blow, While organs yet were mute, Timotheus, to his breathing flute And sounding lyre, Could swell the soul to rage or kindle soft desire. At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame...
الصفحة 178 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With nature's mother- wit, and arts unknown before.
الصفحة 173 - With flying fingers touched the lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky, And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove, Who left his blissful seats above, (Such is the power of mighty love.) A dragon's fiery form belied the god : Sublime on radiant spires he rode, When he to fair Olympia...
الصفحة 176 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
الصفحة 175 - The mighty mafter fmil'd to fee That love was in the next degree; 'Twas but a kindred found to move, For pity melts the mind to love.
الصفحة 251 - And bring all heav'n before mine eyes. And may at laft my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mofly cell, Where I may fit and rightly fpell 170 Of every ftar that heav'n doth mew, And every herb that fips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To fomething like prophetic ftrain.
الصفحة 172 - In flow'r of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair. CHORUS Happy...