The Dunciad: An Heroic Poem. In Three Books, المجلد 2Thomas Ruddiman, 1728 - 51 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 42 - As Berecynthia, while her offspring vie In homage to the mother of the sky, Surveys around her, in the blest abode...
الصفحة 8 - And lest we err by wit's wild dancing light, Secure us kindly in our native night. Or, if to wit a coxcomb make pretence, Guard the sure barrier between that and sense...
الصفحة 28 - Ditch with disemboguing streams Rolls the large tribute of dead dogs to Thames, The king of dykes ! than whom no sluice of mud With deeper sable blots the silver flood.
الصفحة 9 - Shakespear once a week. For thee I dim these eyes, and stuff this head, ''"' With all such reading as was never read; For thee supplying, in the worst of days, Notes to dull books, and prologues to dull plays; For thee explain a thing till all men doubt it, And write about it, Goddess, and about it; So spins the silkworm small its slender store, And labours, 'till it clouds itself all o'er.
الصفحة i - THE DUNCIAD, AN Heroic Poem. IN THREE BOOKS. DUBLIN, Printed, LONDON Reprinted for A. DODD. 1728. THE PUBLISHER TO THE READER.
الصفحة 9 - For thee I dim thefe eyes, and fluff this head, With all fuch reading as was never read ; For thee fupplying, in the worft of days, Notes to dull books, and Prologues to dull plays ; For thee explain a thing 'till all men doubt it...
الصفحة 6 - Studious he sate, with all his books around, Sinking from thought to thought, a vast profound ! Plung'd for his sense, but found no bottom there ; Then writ, and flounder'd on, in mere despair.