Cowley. Denham. Milton. Butler. Rochester. Roscommon. Otway. Waller. Pomfret. Dorset. Stepney. J. Philips. WalshSamuel Johnson A. Miller, 1800 |
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... Thine from the grave paft monarchies recall ; So much more thanks from human - kind does merit The Poet's fury than the Zealot's fpirit ; And from the grave thou mak'it this empire rife , Not like feme dreadful ghoft , t ' affright our ...
... Thine from the grave paft monarchies recall ; So much more thanks from human - kind does merit The Poet's fury than the Zealot's fpirit ; And from the grave thou mak'it this empire rife , Not like feme dreadful ghoft , t ' affright our ...
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... thine : Thy lord , which is to all as good and free , As thou , kind flood ! to thine own banks canft be . How does thy peaceful back difdain to bear The rebels ' bufy pride at Weftminster ! Thou , who thyfelf doft without murmuring pay ...
... thine : Thy lord , which is to all as good and free , As thou , kind flood ! to thine own banks canft be . How does thy peaceful back difdain to bear The rebels ' bufy pride at Weftminster ! Thou , who thyfelf doft without murmuring pay ...
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... thine end , HOW My beft fervant , and my friend ? Nay , and , if from a Deity So much deified as I , It found not too profane and odd , Oh , my mafter and my god ! For ' tis true , moft mighty poct ! ( Though I like not men fhould know ...
... thine end , HOW My beft fervant , and my friend ? Nay , and , if from a Deity So much deified as I , It found not too profane and odd , Oh , my mafter and my god ! For ' tis true , moft mighty poct ! ( Though I like not men fhould know ...
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... thine own And weep , and figh , and groan , And beat thy breast , and tear Thy garments and thy hair , And let thy grief , and let thy love , Through all thy bleeding bowels move . Doft thou not fee thy prince in purple clad all o'er ...
... thine own And weep , and figh , and groan , And beat thy breast , and tear Thy garments and thy hair , And let thy grief , and let thy love , Through all thy bleeding bowels move . Doft thou not fee thy prince in purple clad all o'er ...
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... thine the power and lordship is ; Thou bad ft me write , and write , and write again ; ' Twas fuch a way as could not mifs . I , like a fool , did thee obey : I wrote , and wrote , but still I wrote in vain ; For , after all my expence ...
... thine the power and lordship is ; Thou bad ft me write , and write , and write again ; ' Twas fuch a way as could not mifs . I , like a fool , did thee obey : I wrote , and wrote , but still I wrote in vain ; For , after all my expence ...
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Página 120 - THIS is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son of Heaven's Eternal King, Of wedded maid, and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring...
Página 24 - Evil into the mind of God or man May come and go, so unapproved, and leave No spot or blame behind...
Página 128 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Página 129 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom...
Página 132 - 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.
Página 29 - By none ; and if not equal all, yet free, Equally free ; for orders and degrees Jar not with liberty, but well consist.
Página 130 - And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.