The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces Biographical and CriticalJ. Nichols, 1779 |
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... Grief chill'd his breaft , and check'd his rifing thought : Penfive and fad , his drooping Mufe betrays The Roman genius in its laft decays . Prevailing warmth has ftill thy mind poffeft , And fecond youth is kindled in thy breaft ...
... Grief chill'd his breaft , and check'd his rifing thought : Penfive and fad , his drooping Mufe betrays The Roman genius in its laft decays . Prevailing warmth has ftill thy mind poffeft , And fecond youth is kindled in thy breaft ...
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... grief attends the fad folemnity ; The few difeas'd furvivors hang before Their fickly cells , and droop about the door , Or flowly in their hives their limbs unfold , Shrunk up with hunger , and benumb'd with cold ; : In drawling hums ...
... grief attends the fad folemnity ; The few difeas'd furvivors hang before Their fickly cells , and droop about the door , Or flowly in their hives their limbs unfold , Shrunk up with hunger , and benumb'd with cold ; : In drawling hums ...
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... fiery steeds he could not guide , But in the glorious enterprize he dy`d . " Apolla Apollo hid his face , and pin'd for grief , 118 ADDISON'S POEMS . Ovid Metam Book II The Story of Phaeton тоб Phaeton's Sifters transformed into Trees.
... fiery steeds he could not guide , But in the glorious enterprize he dy`d . " Apolla Apollo hid his face , and pin'd for grief , 118 ADDISON'S POEMS . Ovid Metam Book II The Story of Phaeton тоб Phaeton's Sifters transformed into Trees.
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... grief , laments , And , as her grief infpires , her paffion vents : Wild for her fon , and frantic in her woes , With hair dishevel'd , round the world she goes , To feek where - e'er his body might be caft ; Till , on the borders of ...
... grief , laments , And , as her grief infpires , her paffion vents : Wild for her fon , and frantic in her woes , With hair dishevel'd , round the world she goes , To feek where - e'er his body might be caft ; Till , on the borders of ...
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... grief , he finds himself too near , And feels his ravenous dogs with fury tear Their wretched master panting in a deer . THE BIRTH OF BACCHUS . * ACTÆON's fufferings , and Diana's rage , Did all the thoughts of men and gods engage ...
... grief , he finds himself too near , And feels his ravenous dogs with fury tear Their wretched master panting in a deer . THE BIRTH OF BACCHUS . * ACTÆON's fufferings , and Diana's rage , Did all the thoughts of men and gods engage ...
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Æneid æther arms atque behold bleft blood breaſt Cadmus Cæfar caft Cato Cato's cauſe charms courſe death DECIUS defcription eaſe Ev'n eyes fafe faid fame fate father fays fecret fhall fhining fhould fhow fide fight fire firſt fkies flain fome forrows foul friends ftand ftill ftreams fubject fuch fuci fword Georgic goddeſs gods grief heart heaven himſelf Jove JUBA laſt loft LUCIA LUCIUS maid Marcia Marcus mighty moſt Mufe Muſe muſt numbers Numidian nunc nymph o'er Ovid paffion Pentheus pleaſe pleaſure Poet Portius praiſe prince purſue rage raiſe reft rife riſe Roman Rome SEMPRONIUS ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhore ſhow ſkies ſky ſpeak ſpring ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtood ſtorms ſtrength ſuch Syphax tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thoughts thouſand thunder toils verfe verſe view'd Virgil virgin virtue waſte Whilft winds youth САТО
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Página 326 - I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them. [Laying his hand on his sword.\ Thus am I doubly arm'd ; my death and life, My bane and antidote, are both before me.
Página 221 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Página 325 - Here will I hold. If there's a Power above us, — And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works, — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
Página 98 - Not the rough whirlwind that deforms Adria's black gulf and vexes it with storms, The stubborn virtue of his soul can move ; Not the red arm of angry Jove, That flings the thunder from the sky, And gives it rage to roar, and strength to fly. Should the whole frame of nature round him break, In ruin, and confusion hurl'd, He, unconcern'd would hear the mighty crack, And stand secure, amidst a falling world.
Página 333 - Lucius, art thou here ? — thou art too good ! — Let this our friendship live between our children; Make Portius .happy in thy daughter Lucia. Alas! poor man, he weeps! — Marcia, my daughter — — O bend me forward ! — Juba loves thee, Marcia.
Página 270 - Which of the two to choose, slavery or death ? No ; let us rise at once, gird on our swords, And at the head of our remaining troops, Attack the foe, break through the thick array Of his throng'd legions, and charge home upon him.
Página 200 - This is wonderfully diverting to the understanding: thus to receive a precept that enters, as it were, through a by-way, and to apprehend an idea that draws a whole train after it.
Página 35 - Through pathless fields, and unfrequented floods, To dens of dragons and enchanted woods. But now the mystic tale, that pleased of yore, Can charm an understanding age no more; The long-spun allegories fulsome grow, While the dull moral lies too plain below.
Página 247 - And heavily in clouds brings on the day, The great, th' important day, big with the fate Of Cato and of Rome" Our father's death Would fill up all the guilt of civil war, And close the scene of blood. Already...
Página 151 - Who now appear'd but one continued wound. With dropping tears his bitter fate he moans, And fills the mountain with his dying groans. His servants with a piteous look he spies, And turns about his supplicating eyes.