The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volumen 41Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... the rapid course I view ! How does my eye the circling race pursue ! He fnaps deceitful air with empty jaws ; The fubtle hare darts fwift beneath his paws ; 280 285 290 She She flies , he ftretches , now with nimble bound [ 11 ]
... the rapid course I view ! How does my eye the circling race pursue ! He fnaps deceitful air with empty jaws ; The fubtle hare darts fwift beneath his paws ; 280 285 290 She She flies , he ftretches , now with nimble bound [ 11 ]
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With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical Samuel Johnson. She flies , he ftretches , now with nimble bound 295 Eager he preffes on , but overshoots his ground ; She turns ; he winds , and foon regains the way , Then tears with goary mouth ...
With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical Samuel Johnson. She flies , he ftretches , now with nimble bound 295 Eager he preffes on , but overshoots his ground ; She turns ; he winds , and foon regains the way , Then tears with goary mouth ...
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... Hark ! death advances in each guft of wind ! New ftratagems and doubling wiles she tries , Now circling turns , and now at large the flics ; " 375 380 train . 385 1 Till , fpent at laft , fhe pants , and Till , 14 POEMS . GAY'S.
... Hark ! death advances in each guft of wind ! New ftratagems and doubling wiles she tries , Now circling turns , and now at large the flics ; " 375 380 train . 385 1 Till , fpent at laft , fhe pants , and Till , 14 POEMS . GAY'S.
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... she spends ! She gratefully receives what Heaven has fent , And , rich in poverty , enjoys content ( Such happiness , and fuch unblemifa'd fame , 410 Ne'er glad the bofom of the courtly dame ) : 415 She She never feels the fpleen's ...
... she spends ! She gratefully receives what Heaven has fent , And , rich in poverty , enjoys content ( Such happiness , and fuch unblemifa'd fame , 410 Ne'er glad the bofom of the courtly dame ) : 415 She She never feels the fpleen's ...
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With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical Samuel Johnson. She never feels the fpleen's imagin'd pains , Nor melancholy stagnates in her veins ; She never lofes life in thoughtless ease , Nor on the velvet couch invites disease ; Her home ...
With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical Samuel Johnson. She never feels the fpleen's imagin'd pains , Nor melancholy stagnates in her veins ; She never lofes life in thoughtless ease , Nor on the velvet couch invites disease ; Her home ...
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Página 216 - If I would not give up the three Graces, I wish I were hang'd like a dog, And at court all the drawingroom faces, For a glance of my sweet Molly Mog.
Página 166 - To honest Bounce is bread and butter. While you, and every courtly fop, Fawn on the Devil for a chop, I've the humanity to hate A butcher, though he brings me meat...
Página 165 - WELCOME, thrice welcome to thy native place ! — What, touch me not ? what, shun a wife's embrace ? Have I for this thy tedious absence borne, And waked, and wish'd whole nights for thy return?
Página 211 - Coxcombs without number ! Moon and stars that shone so bright, To the torch and waxen light, And whole nights at ombre.
Página 165 - I see thee ramm'd, Or on the house-top by the monkey cramm'd, The piteous images renew my pain, And all thy dangers I weep o'er again.
Página 165 - Why start you ? are they snakes ? or have they claws ? Thy Christian seed, our mutual flesh and bone : Be kind at least to these ; they are thy own.
Página 220 - Churchwardens too prudent to hazard the halter, As yet only venture to steal from the altar. But now, to get gold, They may be more bold, And rob on the highway since Jonathan's cold : For Blueskin's sharp penknife hath set you at ease, And ev'ry man round me may rob, if he please. VI. Some by publick revenues, which pass'd thro...
Página 165 - And oft lift up thy holy eye and hand, Praying the Virgin dear, and saintly choir, Back to the port to bring thy bark entire.
Página 214 - twas my pride, 'Twas not my heart thy love deny'd, Come back, dear youth, again. As t'other day my hand he feiz'd, My blood with thrilling motion flew ; Sudden I put on looks difpleas'd, And hafty from his hold withdrew.
Página 215 - Nephew! Your Grief is but Folly, In Town you may find better Prog; Half a Crown there will get you a Molly, A Molly much better than Mog.