The Works of the Right Honourable Joseph Addison, a New Ed., with Notes: PoemsT. Cadell and W. Davies, 1811 |
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... Grief unaffected suits but ill with art , Or flowing numbers with a bleeding heart . Can I forget the dismal night , that gave My soul's best part for ever to the grave ! How silent did his old companions tread , By midnight lamps , the ...
... Grief unaffected suits but ill with art , Or flowing numbers with a bleeding heart . Can I forget the dismal night , that gave My soul's best part for ever to the grave ! How silent did his old companions tread , By midnight lamps , the ...
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... Grief chill'd his breast , and check'd his rising thought ; Pensive and sad , his drooping muse betrays The Roman genius in its last decays . Prevailing warmth has still thy mind possest , And second youth is kindled in thy breast ...
... Grief chill'd his breast , and check'd his rising thought ; Pensive and sad , his drooping muse betrays The Roman genius in its last decays . Prevailing warmth has still thy mind possest , And second youth is kindled in thy breast ...
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... form'd , and ev'ry bee With grief attends the sad solemnity ; The few diseas'd survivors hang before Their sickly cells , and droop about the door , Or slowly in their hives their limbs unfold , Shrunk POEMS ON SEVERAL OCCASIONS . 23.
... form'd , and ev'ry bee With grief attends the sad solemnity ; The few diseas'd survivors hang before Their sickly cells , and droop about the door , Or slowly in their hives their limbs unfold , Shrunk POEMS ON SEVERAL OCCASIONS . 23.
الصفحة 79
... grief and full of love . Impatient for my lord's return I sigh , I pine , I rave , I mourn . Was ever passion cross'd like mine ? To rend my breast , And break my rest , A thousand thousand ills combine . Absence wounds me , Fear ...
... grief and full of love . Impatient for my lord's return I sigh , I pine , I rave , I mourn . Was ever passion cross'd like mine ? To rend my breast , And break my rest , A thousand thousand ills combine . Absence wounds me , Fear ...
الصفحة 80
Joseph Addison, Richard Hurd. ROSAMOND . How does my constant grief deface The pleasures of this happy place ! In vain the spring my senses greets In all her colours , all her sweets ; To me the rose No longer glows , Every plant Has ...
Joseph Addison, Richard Hurd. ROSAMOND . How does my constant grief deface The pleasures of this happy place ! In vain the spring my senses greets In all her colours , all her sweets ; To me the rose No longer glows , Every plant Has ...
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Addison Æneid ancient appear arms atque beauty behold blest blood breast bright Cæsar Cato Cato's charms Claudian Commodus CREECH death DECIUS DRYDEN emperor ev'ry eyes fancy fate father fear figure fire flame friends Georgic give goddess gods grace GRIDELINE grief hand head heart heaven Hesiod honour immortal Jove joys JUBA Julius Cæsar KING look LUCIA LUCIUS maid MARCIA Marcus medals mighty muse nature numbers Numidian nunc nymph o'er old coins Ovid passion Pentheus Phaëton Pharsalia poem poetry poets PORTIUS prince quæ QUEEN rage rise Roman Roman senate Rome ROSAMOND round S. C. Reverse says Cynthio says Eugenius says Philander SCENE SEMPRONIUS shade shine sight Silius Italicus SIR TRUSTY skies soul stand sword SYPHAX tears tell thee thou thought thunder tibi toils Trajan turn verse view'd VIRG Virgil virtue Whilst winds youth
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الصفحة 43 - Profuse of bliss, and pregnant with delight! Eternal pleasures in thy presence reign, And smiling plenty leads thy wanton train; Eas'd of her load, subjection grows more light, And poverty looks cheerful in thy sight: Thou mak'st the gloomy face of nature gay, Giv'st beauty to the sun, and pleasure to the day.
الصفحة 211 - TO wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius and to mend the heart, To make mankind in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
الصفحة 221 - Tis not in mortals to command success, But well do more, Sempronius; we'll deserve it.
الصفحة 45 - I bridle in my struggling Muse with pain, That longs to launch into a nobler strain.
الصفحة 60 - Inspired repulsed battalions to engage, And taught the doubtful battle where to rage. So when an angel by divine command With rising tempests shakes a guilty land, Such as of late o'er pale Britannia...
الصفحة 183 - For, wit lying most in the assemblage of ideas, and putting those together with quickness and variety wherein can be found any resemblance or congruity, thereby to make up pleasant pictures and agreeable visions in the fancy...
الصفحة 55 - Here shattered walls, like broken rocks, from far Rise up in hideous views, the guilt of war, Whilst here the vine o'er hills of ruin climbs, Industrious to conceal great Bourbon's crimes, At length the fame of England's hero drew, Eugenio to the glorious interview. Great souls by instinct to each other turn, Demand alliance, and in friendship burn; A sudden friendship, while with stretched-out rays They meet each other, mingling blaze with blaze.
الصفحة 287 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into naught ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
الصفحة 304 - Th' assembled deities survey'd. Great Pan, who wont to chase the fair, And lov'd the spreading oak, was there ; Old Saturn too, with upcast eyes, Beheld his abdicated skies ; And mighty Mars, for war renown'd, In adamantine armour frown'd ; By him the childless goddess rose, Minerva, studious to compose Her twisted threads ; the web she strung. And o'er a loom of marble hung : Thetis, the troubled ocean's queen Match'd with a mortal, next was seen, Reclining on a funeral urn, Her short-liv'd darling...
الصفحة 37 - Mincio draw his watery store, Through the long windings of a fruitful shore, And hoary Albula's infected tide O'er the warm bed of smoking sulphur glide.