Poems, Volumen3J. Wilkes, 1776 |
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Términos y frases comunes
againſt Apicius bafe Bard beſt blefs breaſt call'd cauſe Churchill reign courſe crown curfe dar'd dare dull earth eaſe ev'ry facred fafe fair falfe fame fear fecure fenfe fhall fhame firſt flain flaves fleep flow'r foes follies fome fons fools foul ftand ftate ftill ftrains of gratitude ftrength fubject fuch Gainft give Gotham fing grace hath heart Heav'n herſelf himſelf honeft honour juft Juftice king land laſt lefs live Lord mighty moft moſt muft muſe muſt myſelf Nature Ne'er never o'er paffion paſs plac'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praife praiſe preſent pride profe proud purpoſe reaſon reft rhime ſcarce ſcorn ſenſe ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhould ſome ſpeak ſpirit ſpring ſtand ſtate ſuch taſk thee themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand thro throne truft turn'd uſe vice virtue whilft whofe whoſe ye happy Gothamites zeal
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Página 51 - May Heav'n in mercy to our grievous crimes Allot some milder vengeance, nor to them, And to their rage this wretched land condemn. Thou God above, on whom all states depend, Who...
Página 12 - Let one poor sprig of Bay around my head Bloom whilst I live, and point me out when dead ; Let It (may Heav'n, indulgent, grant that pray'r) Be planted on my grave, nor wither there ; And when, on travel bound, some riming guest Roams thro' the Church-yard, whilst his Dinner's dress'd, Let It hold up this comment to his eyes ; Life to the last enjoy'd, here Churchill lies ; Whilst (O, what joy that pleasing flatt'ry gives) Reading my Works, he cries — here Churchill lives.
Página 187 - ENGLAND has not loft her pray'r, And GEORGE the good has got an heir. A royal babe, a PRINCE, of WALES.
Página 93 - And, dumb to others' praise, be loud in mine. Rejoice, ye happy Gothamites, rejoice ; lift up your voice on high, a mighty voice, The voice of gladness, and on ev'ry tongue, In strains of gratitude, be praises hung, The praises of so great and good a king ; Shall Churchill reign, and shall not Gotham sing...
Página 199 - Such as they are, my thoughts in measure flow. Convinc'd, determin'd, I in prose begin, But e*re I write one sentence, Verse creeps in, And taints me thro...
Página 151 - But not impair'd, heard Dryden tune that lay Which might have drawn an angel from his sphere, And kept him from his office list'ning here.
Página 210 - Dulness ever in my view, Sleep at my bidding crept from pew to pew, — Much did I wish, though little could I hope, A friend in him who was the friend of Pope.
Página 11 - All (nor shall resentment flush my cheek) Who know me well, what they know, freely speak. So Those (the greatest curse I meet below) Who know me not, may not pretend to know. Let none of Those...
Página 53 - Who may, though judge, turn advocate at large, And deal replies out by the way of charge, Making Interpretation all the way, In...
Página 69 - Woman, the pride and happiness of Man, Without whose soft endearments Nature's plan Had been a blank, and Life not worth a thought; Woman, by all the Loves and Graces taught, With softest arts, and sure, tho...