The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volumen 1

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Samuel Johnson
C. Bathurst, 1779
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Página 136 - and fair; The fea itfelf (which one would think Should have but little need of drink) Drinks ten thoufand rivers up, So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup. The bufy fun (and one would guefs By 's drunken fiery face no lefs) Drinks up the
Página 136 - They drink and dance by their own light; They drink and revel all the night. Nothing in nature 's fober found, But an eternal health goes round. Fill up the bowl then, fill it high, Fill all the glaffes there ; for
Página 136 - there ; for why Should every creature drink but I; Why, man of morals, tell me why ? III. BEAUTY. LIBERAL Nature did difpenfe To all things arms for their defence ; And fome flie arms with finewy force, And fome with fwiftnefs in the
Página 139 - Poor Anacreon ! thou grow'ft old: Look how thy hairs are falling all; Poor Anacreon, how they fall ! Whether I grow old or no, By th' effefts I do. not know ; This I know, without being told, ..." . 'Tis time to live, if I grow old ; . ,. Tis time fliort pleafures now to
Página 116 - So high, that all the Virtues there did come, As to their chiefeft feat Confpicuous and great; So low, that for me too it made a room. He fcorn'd this bufy world below, and all That we, miftaken mortals ! pleafure call ; Was fill'd with innocent gallantry and truth, Triumphant o'er the
Página 136 - II. DRINKING. TH E thirfty earth foaks up the rain, And drinks, and gapes for drink again. The plants fuck-in the earth, and are With conftant drinking frefli and fair; The fea itfelf (which one would think Should have but little need of drink) Drinks ten thoufand rivers up, So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup. The bufy fun (and one would guefs
Página 171 - Lock'd-up together, hand in hand ; Every one leads as he is led ; The fame bare path they tread, And dance, like fairies, a fantaftic round, But neither change their motion nor their ground : Had Harvey to this road confin'd his wit, His noble circle of the blood had been untrodden yet.
Página 95 - odd fimilitude. What is it then, which, like the Power Divine> We only can by negatives define ? In a true piece of Wit all things muft be, Yet all things there agree ; As in the ark, join'd without force or ftrife, All creatures dwelt; all creatures that had life
Página 213 - The barren wildernefs he paft ; Did on the very border ftand Of the bleft promis'd land ; And, from the mountain's top of his exalted wit, Saw it himfelf, and fliew'd us it. But life did never to one man allow Time to difcover worlds and conquer too ; Nor can fo

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