Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New Translations of the Ancient Poets Together with Several Original Poems, المجلد 1Jacob Tonson, 1716 |
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... Muse ; Laugh'd at the God within , that did inspire With more than human thoughts the tuneful Quire ; But fure ' tis more than Fancy , or the Dream Of Rhimers flumbring by the Mufes ftream . Some livelier Spark of Heav'n , and more ...
... Muse ; Laugh'd at the God within , that did inspire With more than human thoughts the tuneful Quire ; But fure ' tis more than Fancy , or the Dream Of Rhimers flumbring by the Mufes ftream . Some livelier Spark of Heav'n , and more ...
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... Muse ! hail ev'ry Sacred page ! Hail Th ' infpiring Sun to Albion draws more nigh , The North at length teems with a work to vie With Homer's Flame and Virgil's Majefty . While Pindus lofty Heights our Poet fought , ( His ravisht Mind ...
... Muse ! hail ev'ry Sacred page ! Hail Th ' infpiring Sun to Albion draws more nigh , The North at length teems with a work to vie With Homer's Flame and Virgil's Majefty . While Pindus lofty Heights our Poet fought , ( His ravisht Mind ...
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... Muse , here ceafe thy painful flight : No pinions can purfue Immortal height : Tell good Barzillai thou canst fing no more , And tell thy Soul fhe fhould have filed before ; Or fled the with his life , and left this Verfe To hang on her ...
... Muse , here ceafe thy painful flight : No pinions can purfue Immortal height : Tell good Barzillai thou canst fing no more , And tell thy Soul fhe fhould have filed before ; Or fled the with his life , and left this Verfe To hang on her ...
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... Muse , Which for his firmness does his heat Excufe ; What ever Councils have approv'd his Creed , The PREFACE fure was his own A & t and Deed . Our Church will have that Preface read ( you'll fay ) ' Tis true , But fo fhe will th ...
... Muse , Which for his firmness does his heat Excufe ; What ever Councils have approv'd his Creed , The PREFACE fure was his own A & t and Deed . Our Church will have that Preface read ( you'll fay ) ' Tis true , But fo fhe will th ...
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... Muse . So Story tells , a Painter once would try With his bold hand to Limn a Deity ; And He , by frequent practising that part , Could draw a Minor - God with wondrous Art : But when great Jove did to the Workman fit , The Thunderer ...
... Muse . So Story tells , a Painter once would try With his bold hand to Limn a Deity ; And He , by frequent practising that part , Could draw a Minor - God with wondrous Art : But when great Jove did to the Workman fit , The Thunderer ...
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الصفحة 152 - And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
الصفحة 148 - Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp and feast and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry, — Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
الصفحة 145 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
الصفحة 24 - Refuse his age the needful hours of rest ? Punish a body which he could not please ; Bankrupt of life, yet prodigal of ease ? And all to leave what with his toil he won, To that unfeather'd two-legg'd thing, a son ; Got while his soul did huddled notions try, And born a shapeless lump, like anarchy.
الصفحة 159 - Twould stay, and run again, and stay, For it was nimbler much than hinds; And trod as if on the four winds. I have a garden of my own, But so with roses overgrown, And lilies, that you would it guess To be a little wilderness, And all the springtime of the year It only loved to be there.
الصفحة 166 - So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and, with new spangled ore, Flames in the forehead of the morning sky : So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high, Through the dear might of Him that walk'd the waves.
الصفحة 6 - This is thy province, this thy wondrous way, New humours to invent for each new play: This is that boasted...
الصفحة 2 - Heywood and Shirley were but types of thee, Thou last great prophet of tautology: Even I, a dunce of more renown than they, ^ Was sent before but to prepare thy way: And coarsely clad in Norwich drugget came To teach the nations in thy greater name.
الصفحة 153 - Softly on my eyelids laid; And, as I wake, sweet music breathe Above, about, or underneath, Sent by some Spirit to mortals good, Or the unseen Genius of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloister's pale, And love the high embowed roof, With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light.
الصفحة 158 - Is dyed in such a purple grain. There is not such another in The world to offer for their sin.