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The poets of Great Britain complete from Chaucer to Churchill, Volumen 41
Vista completa - 1807
arms baffled knight behold betwixt blood breast bride call'd cast Chanticleer cock coursers crested bird crime crown'd cry'd Cymon dame death delight design'd dream e'en ease ev'n eyes face fair fate father father's angel fear fear'd feast fight fire fix'd fool forc'd fortune grace ground Guiscard hand hast head heard heart heav'n hersire JOHN DRYDEN join'd kind king knew knight ladies laurel light liv'd look'd lord lov'd Lysimachus maid mind never noble numbers nymph o'er offence Pasimond pass'd Persius plac'd pleas'd pleasure poet poor pow'r praetor prepar'd prescience prey Psecas pursue rais'd receiv'd remain'd resolv'd rest Reynard Rhodian rich Rome satire secret seem'd Sejanus shade sight sing sire slave sleep soul sov'reign stood sweet Tancred thee thou art thought try'd turn'd Twas ty'd virtue vows wakeful eyes warn'd wife WIFE OF BATH wind wise youth
Página 121 - Behold the fruit of ill-rewarded pain .. As many months as I sustain'd her hate, So many years is she condemned by Fate To daily death ; and every several place, Conscious of her disdain and my disgrace, Must witness her just punishment ; and be A scene of triumph and revenge to me ! As in this grove I took my last...
Página 26 - Add, that the rich have still a gibe in store, And will be monstrous witty on the poor; For the torn surtout and the tatter'd vest, The wretch and all his wardrobe are a jest; The greasy gown sully'd with often turning, Gives a good hint to say the man's in mourning; Or if the shoe be ript, or patch is put, He's wounded ! see the plaster on his foot.
Página 8 - But oh! what joy it was to hear him sing In summer, when the day began to spring, Stretching his neck, and warbling in his throat; Solus cum sola then was all his note.
Página 159 - Still various, and unconstant still, But with an inclination to be ill, Promotes, degrades, delights in strife, And makes a lottery of life. I can enjoy her while she's kind ; But when she dances in the wind, And shakes...
Página 144 - Stout once a month they march, a blustering band, And ever, but in times of need, at hand ; This was the morn when, issuing on the guard, Drawn up in rank and file they stood prepared Of seeming arms to make a short essay, Then hasten to be drunk, the business of the day.
Página 11 - pothecary near, I dare for once prescribe for your disease, And save long bills, and a damn'd doctor's fees.
Página 79 - For, letting down the golden chain from high, He drew his audience upward to the sky...
Página 159 - What is't to me, Who never sail in her unfaithful sea, If storms arise and clouds grow black, If the mast split, and threaten wreck ? Then let the greedy merchant fear For his ill-gotten gain ; And pray to gods that will not hear, While the debating winds and billows bear J His wealth into the main.
Página 74 - Want is a bitter and a hateful good, Because its virtues are not understood : Yet many things, impossible to thought, Have been by need to full perfection brought : The daring of the soul proceeds from thence...