The Works of the English Poets: HughesH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... , and warm'd the frozen heart , Bid glory in our breasts with temper beat , And valour , feperate from : feverish heat , 45 Love B 3 Opera of Calypfo and Telemachus . 50 55 Love , in its true , its genuine TO THE MEMORY OF MR . HUGHES . 5.
... , and warm'd the frozen heart , Bid glory in our breasts with temper beat , And valour , feperate from : feverish heat , 45 Love B 3 Opera of Calypfo and Telemachus . 50 55 Love , in its true , its genuine TO THE MEMORY OF MR . HUGHES . 5.
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... glory bless ; As o'er the heavens , fublime , his course extends , With equal state , the radiant globe defcends , Sinks , in a cloud of gold , and azure bright , And leaves , behind , gay tracks of beamy light . 1720 . 80 85 I F for ...
... glory bless ; As o'er the heavens , fublime , his course extends , With equal state , the radiant globe defcends , Sinks , in a cloud of gold , and azure bright , And leaves , behind , gay tracks of beamy light . 1720 . 80 85 I F for ...
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... glory , and in love to truth ! Oh ! if the Mufe of future aught presage , These feeds shall ripen in the coming age ; 5 10 Then youths , renown'd for many a field well - fought , Shall own the glorious leffons thou hast taught ...
... glory , and in love to truth ! Oh ! if the Mufe of future aught presage , These feeds shall ripen in the coming age ; 5 10 Then youths , renown'd for many a field well - fought , Shall own the glorious leffons thou hast taught ...
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... glory flew . Humane , though witty ; humble , though admir'd ; Wept by the great , the virtuous fage expir'd ! Still may the bard , beneath kind planets born , Whom every Grace and every Muse adorn , Whose spreading fame has reach'd to ...
... glory flew . Humane , though witty ; humble , though admir'd ; Wept by the great , the virtuous fage expir'd ! Still may the bard , beneath kind planets born , Whom every Grace and every Muse adorn , Whose spreading fame has reach'd to ...
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... Glory took her flight , And left , to guide his course , long fhining tracks of light ! 100 And now once more embark'd , propitious gales Blow fresh from fhore , and fill his hollow fails . As when the golden god , that rules the day ...
... Glory took her flight , And left , to guide his course , long fhining tracks of light ! 100 And now once more embark'd , propitious gales Blow fresh from fhore , and fill his hollow fails . As when the golden god , that rules the day ...
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Ægypt Apollo arms beauteous beauty Behold Belgia bleffings bleft breaſt bright Britannia's Cæfar charms courſe crouds crown'd Cupid Daphne darts defire Doft thou earth ELECTRA ev'n eyes facred faid fair fame fate fcorn fecure feem ferene fhade fhall fhine fhore fhould fide fighs fight filent fing fire firſt fkies flain flame flaves flow flowing tears fmiling foes foft fome fong foon foul fpring ftill ftrains ftreams fuch fwain fword Ganimede 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 Pompey Pothinus praiſe pride purſue rais'd raiſe RECITATIVE reign rife ſcene ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhore ſkies ſky ſmile ſpace ſpread ſtand ſtate thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thouſand tranſport triumphs Venus voice whofe whoſe
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الصفحة 178 - 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 179 - 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 180 - Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And like another Helen, fired another Troy! Thus, long ago, Ere heaving bellows learn'd 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.
الصفحة 175 - 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 178 - The many rend the skies with loud applause ; So Love was crown'd, but Music won the cause. The prince, unable to conceal his pain, Gaz'd on the fair Who caus'd his care, And sigh'd and look'd, sigh'd and look'd, Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again : At length, with love and wine at once oppress'd, The vanquish'd victor sunk upon her breast.
الصفحة 180 - 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 176 - 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 176 - Sooth'd with the found, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he flew the flain. The mafter faw the madnefs rife, His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes; And while he heav'n and earth defy'd, Chang'd his hand, and check'd his pride.
الصفحة 99 - Ye blest remains of that illustrious age! Delightful Springs and Woods! — Might I with you my peaceful days live o'er, You, and my friend, whose absence I deplore, Calm as a gentle brook's unruffled tide Should the delicious flowing minutes glide; Discharg'd of care, on unfrequented plains, We'd sing of rural joys in rural strains. No false corrupt delights our thoughts should move, But joys of friendship, poetry, and love. While others...
الصفحة 179 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise ! See the Snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their Hair, And the Sparkles that flash from their Eyes ! Behold a ghastly Band, Each a Torch in his Hand!