The First Part of Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New Translations of the Ancient Poets: Together with Several Original Poems. By the Most Eminent Hands. Publish'd by Mr. DrydenJacob Tonson, 1716 |
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الصفحة 50
... fhade had oft prefery'd ' em from the Suns Each took the other by the willing hand , Striving to fpeak , but could no word command : With mutual Grief both were fo overcome , The much they had to fay had made ' em dumb . There many a ...
... fhade had oft prefery'd ' em from the Suns Each took the other by the willing hand , Striving to fpeak , but could no word command : With mutual Grief both were fo overcome , The much they had to fay had made ' em dumb . There many a ...
الصفحة 83
... fhade . Now to my coft the force of Love I find ; The heavy hand it bears on human kind ! The Milk of Tygers was his Infant food , Taught from his tender years the taste of blood ; His brother whelps and he ran wild about the wood . Ah ...
... fhade . Now to my coft the force of Love I find ; The heavy hand it bears on human kind ! The Milk of Tygers was his Infant food , Taught from his tender years the taste of blood ; His brother whelps and he ran wild about the wood . Ah ...
الصفحة 111
... fhade . Whilft both your great Example , and Commands Require more active , and experienc'd Hands . V. If you fay this , you never knew Friendship , the nobleft part of love ; What for her Fawn can th ' old One do ? Or for her young the ...
... fhade . Whilft both your great Example , and Commands Require more active , and experienc'd Hands . V. If you fay this , you never knew Friendship , the nobleft part of love ; What for her Fawn can th ' old One do ? Or for her young the ...
الصفحة 144
... fhade ) Why doft thou partially thy felf employ , Whilst thy proud Foes as partially invade ? What we , who ne'er enjoy , fo fondly feek , Those who poffefs thee ftill , almost despise ; To gain immortal glory , raise the weak , Taught ...
... fhade ) Why doft thou partially thy felf employ , Whilst thy proud Foes as partially invade ? What we , who ne'er enjoy , fo fondly feek , Those who poffefs thee ftill , almost despise ; To gain immortal glory , raise the weak , Taught ...
الصفحة 147
... fhade ; ' And young and old come forth to play On a Sunshine Holyday , Till the live - long day - light fail , Then to the Spicy Nut - brown Ale ; With ftories told of many a feat , How Faery Mab the junkets eat , She was pincht , and ...
... fhade ; ' And young and old come forth to play On a Sunshine Holyday , Till the live - long day - light fail , Then to the Spicy Nut - brown Ale ; With ftories told of many a feat , How Faery Mab the junkets eat , She was pincht , and ...
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againſt Amyntas Arms Becauſe Befides blefs bleft Breaft caft call'd Cauſe Corydon cou'd cruel Love Cyclops Damon Daphnis defire Delphis dire Paffion e'er ECLOGUE Euryalus Eyes facred fafe faid fair falfe Fame Fate fecure feem feem'd felf fent fhade fhall fhine fhould filver Phoebe fince fing firft firſt flain flame fleep Foes foft fome foon Friend ftand ftill fuch fure fweet Gods hafte Heart Heav'n himſelf Jebusites juft King laft laſt lefs loft lov'd Love Lucretius Lycidas MENAL CAS mighty moft Mufe muft Muſe muſt Night Numbers Nymph o'er Ovid Peace pleaſe Pleaſure Poet pow'rful charms praiſe Publick Pyrrha rage raiſe reft rife Satyr Senfe ſhall ſhe Soul Swains Tears tell thee thefe themſelves Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou Tranflated twas Verfe Verſe Virgil whence the dire Whilft whofe whoſe Winds worfe wou'd Youth
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الصفحة 34 - A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
الصفحة 148 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
الصفحة 145 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
الصفحة 163 - For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock, by fountain, shade, and rill. Together both, ere the high lawns appeared Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
الصفحة 152 - While rocking winds are piping loud, Or ushered with a shower still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the sun begins to fling...
الصفحة 6 - This is thy province, this thy wondrous way, New humours to invent for each new play : This is that boasted bias of thy mind, By which, one way, to dulness 'tis inclined: Which makes thy writings lean on one side still, And, in all changes, that way bends thy will.
الصفحة 164 - What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore. The Muse herself for her enchanting son, Whom universal nature did lament, When by the rout that made the hideous roar, His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore?
الصفحة 24 - Refuse his age the needful hours of rest ? Punish a body which he could not please ; Bankrupt of life, yet prodigal of ease ? And all to leave what with his toil he won, To that unfeather'd two-legg'd thing, a son ; Got while his soul did huddled notions try, And born a shapeless lump, like anarchy.
الصفحة 24 - Oh ! had he been content to serve the crown With virtues only proper to the gown, Or had the rankness of the soil been freed From cockle that oppressed the noble seed, David for him his tuneful harp had strung And Heaven had wanted one immortal song.
الصفحة 167 - Through the dear might of him that walked the waves Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops and sweet societies That sing, and singing in their glory move And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.