The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, المجلدات 32-34 |
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الصفحة 34
Oh ! how I long with you to pass my days , Invoke the Muses , and resound your
praise ! Your praise the birds shall chant in every grove , And winds shall waft it to
the powers above . 80 But would you sing , and rival Orpheus ' strain , The ...
Oh ! how I long with you to pass my days , Invoke the Muses , and resound your
praise ! Your praise the birds shall chant in every grove , And winds shall waft it to
the powers above . 80 But would you sing , and rival Orpheus ' strain , The ...
الصفحة 108
Some judge of authors names , not works , and then Nor praise nor blame the
writings , but the men . Of all this servile herd , the worst is he That in proud
dulness joins with quality ; 415 A constant Critic at the great man's board , To
fetch and ...
Some judge of authors names , not works , and then Nor praise nor blame the
writings , but the men . Of all this servile herd , the worst is he That in proud
dulness joins with quality ; 415 A constant Critic at the great man's board , To
fetch and ...
الصفحة 122
This humble praise , lamented thade ! receive , This praise at least a grateful
Muse may give : The Mụse , whose early voice you taught to sing , 735 Prescrib'd
her heights , and prun'd her tender wing , ( Her guide now loft ) no more attempts
to ...
This humble praise , lamented thade ! receive , This praise at least a grateful
Muse may give : The Mụse , whose early voice you taught to sing , 735 Prescrib'd
her heights , and prun'd her tender wing , ( Her guide now loft ) no more attempts
to ...
الصفحة 236
Besides , a fate attends on all I write , That when I aim at praise , they say m I bite
. A vile n Encomium doubly ridicules : There's nothing blackens like the ink of
fools . If true , a o woful likeness ; and if lyes , • Praise undeserv'd is scandal in ...
Besides , a fate attends on all I write , That when I aim at praise , they say m I bite
. A vile n Encomium doubly ridicules : There's nothing blackens like the ink of
fools . If true , a o woful likeness ; and if lyes , • Praise undeserv'd is scandal in ...
الصفحة 300
105 But random Praise - the task can ne'er be done : Each Mother asks it for her
booby Son , Each Widow asks it for the Best of Men , For him the weeps , and him
the weds again . Praise cannot stoop , like Satire , to the ground : The Number ...
105 But random Praise - the task can ne'er be done : Each Mother asks it for her
booby Son , Each Widow asks it for the Best of Men , For him the weeps , and him
the weds again . Praise cannot stoop , like Satire , to the ground : The Number ...
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الصفحة 46 - Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe. If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way...
الصفحة 81 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground ; Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in Summer yield him shade, In Winter fire.
الصفحة 145 - How lov'd , how honour'd once , avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!
الصفحة 18 - Nor think, in Nature's state they blindly trod; The state of Nature was the reign of God: Self-love and social at her birth began, Union the bond of all things, and of man.
الصفحة 107 - I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
الصفحة 174 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence, and a dread repose : Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades every flower, and darkens every green ; Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
الصفحة 101 - Though oft the ear the open vowels tire; While expletives their feeble aid do join; And ten low words oft creep in one dull line: While they ring round the same unvaried chimes With sure returns of still expected rhymes: Where'er you find "the cooling western breeze...
الصفحة 353 - The latent tracts, the giddy heights, explore Of all who blindly creep, or sightless soar; Eye Nature's walks, shoot Folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they rise; Laugh where we must, be candid where we can; But vindicate the ways of God to man.
الصفحة 122 - If on a pillory, or near a throne, He gain his prince's ear, or lose his own. Yet soft by nature, more a dupe than wit, Sappho can tell you how this man was bit...
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| العنوان | The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, المجلدات 32-34 The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Samuel Johnson |
| المُحرر | Samuel Johnson |
| الناشر | C. Bathurst, 1779 |
| أصلي من | جامعة ميتشيغان |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 21 كانون الأول (ديسمبر) 2005 |
| تصدير الاقتباس | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |