The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volume 12Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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Halaman 226
... Nymphs , who there advance A thousand fhining maids , and form the dance ; The stately Goddess with a graceful pride , Sweet and majestic , does the figure guide , Treading in just and easy measures round ; The filver arrows on her ...
... Nymphs , who there advance A thousand fhining maids , and form the dance ; The stately Goddess with a graceful pride , Sweet and majestic , does the figure guide , Treading in just and easy measures round ; The filver arrows on her ...
Halaman 286
... and the beau ) Gives out , he loves you dearly : And many a nymph attack'd with fighs , And foft impertinence and noise , Full oft has beat a parley . VII . But VII . But , pretty turtle , when the blade 286 STEPNEY'S POEMS .
... and the beau ) Gives out , he loves you dearly : And many a nymph attack'd with fighs , And foft impertinence and noise , Full oft has beat a parley . VII . But VII . But , pretty turtle , when the blade 286 STEPNEY'S POEMS .
Halaman 290
... To the Front - boxes and the Ring ? While nymphs of quality look fullen , As breeding wives , or moulting pullen . Bleft Bleft charmer fhe , till prying Fame Incog . to 290 STEPNEY'S POEMS . Tranflation of a Verfe from Lucan.
... To the Front - boxes and the Ring ? While nymphs of quality look fullen , As breeding wives , or moulting pullen . Bleft Bleft charmer fhe , till prying Fame Incog . to 290 STEPNEY'S POEMS . Tranflation of a Verfe from Lucan.
Halaman 290
... and the beau ) Gives out , he loves you dearly : And many a nymph attack'd with fighs , And foft impertinence and noise , Full oft has beat a parley . VII . But VII . But , pretty turtle , when the blade 286 STEPNEY'S POEM S.
... and the beau ) Gives out , he loves you dearly : And many a nymph attack'd with fighs , And foft impertinence and noise , Full oft has beat a parley . VII . But VII . But , pretty turtle , when the blade 286 STEPNEY'S POEM S.
Halaman 290
... to Chloe : What fops of figure did she bring To the Front - boxes and the Ring ? While nymphs of quality look fullen , As breeding wives , or moulting pullen . Bleft Bleft charmer fhe , till prying Fame Incog . to 290 STEPNEY'S POEMS .
... to Chloe : What fops of figure did she bring To the Front - boxes and the Ring ? While nymphs of quality look fullen , As breeding wives , or moulting pullen . Bleft Bleft charmer fhe , till prying Fame Incog . to 290 STEPNEY'S POEMS .
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Halaman 277 - That a lover forsaken A new love may get, But a neck, when once broken, Can never be set: And, that he could die Whenever he would, But, that he could live But as long as he could: How grievous soever The torment might grow, He scorn'd to endeavour To finish it so. But bold, unconcern'd At thoughts of the pain, He calmly return'd To his cottage again.
Halaman 261 - Throne, Reftrain'd by nothing but their Will alone) Here can cry up, and there as boldly blame, And, as they pleafe, give Infamy or Fame. In vain the * Tyrian Queen...
Halaman 277 - Would soon finish his woes. When in rage he came there, Beholding how steep The sides did appear, And the bottom how deep; His torments projecting, And sadly reflecting, That a lover forsaken A new love may get, But a neck, when once broken, Can never be...
Halaman 288 - And winds from pole to pole the news convey ! Delia, the Queen of Love, let all deplore ! Delia, the Queen of Beauty, now no more ! 'Tis done, and all obey the mournful Mufe ! See, hills, and plains, and winds, have heard the news!
Halaman 273 - T' encrease that Wealth he wants the Soul to spend : Poor Shifter does his whole Contrivance set, To spend that Wealth he wants the Sense to get. How happy would appear to each his Fate, Had Gripe his Humour, or he Gripe's Estate ? Kind Fate and Fortune, blend 'em if you can, And of two Wretches make one happy Man.
Halaman 289 - Paffion knows, Swells with this Sorrow, and her Banks- o'erflows : What Shrieks are heard ? what Groans ? what dying Cries ? Ev*n Nature's felf in dire Convulfions lies ! DELIA, the Queen of Love, they All deplore ! DELIA, the Queen of Beauty, now no more!
Halaman 240 - While the peers cuff, to make the rabble sport: Or hirelings, at a prize, their fortunes try ; Certain to fall unpity'd if they die ; Since none can have the favourable thought That to obey a tyrant's will they fought, But that their lives they willingly expose, Bought by the pretors to adorn their shows.
Halaman 249 - I'm sincere, And know the ladies to a hair ; Ho«e'tr small poets whine upon it, In madrigal, in song, and sonnet. Their beauty's but a spell, to bring A lover to th' enchanted ring. Ere the sack-posset is digested, Or half of Hymen's taper wasted, The winning air, the wanton trip, The radiant eye, the velvet lip, From which you fragrant kisses stole, And seem'd to suck her springing soul ; These, and the rest you doated on, Are nauseous, or insipid grown ; The spell dissolves, the cloud is gone,...
Halaman 272 - Twou'd burn our corn and grafs away, To ftarve the world befide. Let not the thoughts of parting, fright Two fouls which...
Halaman 278 - OF all the torments, all the cares, "With which our lives are curst ; Of all the plagues a lover bears, Sure rivals are the worst ! By partners, in each other kind, Afflictions easier grow ; In love alone we hate to find Companions of our woe.