The Art of English Poetry Containing: Rules for making verses. A collection of the most natural, agreeable and sublime thoughts (!) ... that are to be found in the best English poets. A dictionary of rhymes. I.. II.. III.S. Buckley, 1710 - 554 halaman |
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... World by being a good Mafon or Shoo - maker , or by excel- ling in any other Art that his Talent in- clines him to , and that is useful to Man- kind , than by being an indifferent or fe- cond- cond - Rate Poet . Such have no Claim to ...
... World by being a good Mafon or Shoo - maker , or by excel- ling in any other Art that his Talent in- clines him to , and that is useful to Man- kind , than by being an indifferent or fe- cond- cond - Rate Poet . Such have no Claim to ...
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... World both Eye and Soul , Acknowledge him thy Greater , found his Praife In thy eternal Course , both when thou climb'ft And when high Noon haft gain'd , and when thou fall'ft . Moon ! that now meet'ft the Orient Sun , now fly'ft With ...
... World both Eye and Soul , Acknowledge him thy Greater , found his Praife In thy eternal Course , both when thou climb'ft And when high Noon haft gain'd , and when thou fall'ft . Moon ! that now meet'ft the Orient Sun , now fly'ft With ...
Halaman 36
... World's great Author rife ; Whether to deck with Clouds th'uncolour'd Sky , Or wet the thirsty Earth with falling Show'rs , Rifing or falling , ftill advance his Praife . His Praife , ye Winds ! that from four Quarters blow , Breath ...
... World's great Author rife ; Whether to deck with Clouds th'uncolour'd Sky , Or wet the thirsty Earth with falling Show'rs , Rifing or falling , ftill advance his Praife . His Praife , ye Winds ! that from four Quarters blow , Breath ...
Halaman 1
... World till the appear ; The Flow'rs in painted Meadows hang their Heads ; The Birds awake not to their morning Songs , Nor early Hinds renew their conftant Labour : Ev'n Nature feems to flumber till her Call , Regardless of th'Approach ...
... World till the appear ; The Flow'rs in painted Meadows hang their Heads ; The Birds awake not to their morning Songs , Nor early Hinds renew their conftant Labour : Ev'n Nature feems to flumber till her Call , Regardless of th'Approach ...
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... World . GOLDEN AGE . The Golden Age was firft , when Man yet new , No Rule , but uncorrupted Reafon , knew ; And with a native Bent did Good purfue . Unforc'd by Punishment , unaw'd by Fear , His Words were fimple , and his Soul fincere ...
... World . GOLDEN AGE . The Golden Age was firft , when Man yet new , No Rule , but uncorrupted Reafon , knew ; And with a native Bent did Good purfue . Unforc'd by Punishment , unaw'd by Fear , His Words were fimple , and his Soul fincere ...
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Halaman 179 - I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Halaman 455 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake ; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg and howlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble ; 20 Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Third Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, Witches...
Halaman 337 - That he should weep for her? What would he do Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears, And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears.
Halaman 269 - Hail wedded Love, mysterious law, true source Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else. By thee adulterous lust was driven from men Among the bestial herds to range; by thee, Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother first were known.
Halaman 389 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Halaman 320 - The birds their choir apply ; airs, vernal airs, Breathing the smell of field and grove, attune The trembling leaves, while universal Pan, Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance, Led on the eternal Spring.
Halaman 176 - That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind ; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer, My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass, and yet there Dwelt all that's good and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Halaman 319 - Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Halaman 386 - I did hear him groan; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas!
Halaman 299 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war...