The Works of the Right Honourable Joseph Addison, a New Ed., with Notes: PoemsT. Cadell and W. Davies, 1811 |
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... streams ; Of those rich fruits that on the fertile mould Turn'd yellow by degrees , and ripen'd into gold : How some in feathers , or a ragged hide , Have liv'd a second life , and different natures try'd . Then will thy Ovid , thus ...
... streams ; Of those rich fruits that on the fertile mould Turn'd yellow by degrees , and ripen'd into gold : How some in feathers , or a ragged hide , Have liv'd a second life , and different natures try'd . Then will thy Ovid , thus ...
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... streams ; Of those rich fruits that on the fertile mould Turn'd yellow by degrees , and ripen'd into gold : How some in feathers , or a ragged hide , Have liv'd a second life , and different natures try'd . Then will thy Ovid , thus ...
... streams ; Of those rich fruits that on the fertile mould Turn'd yellow by degrees , and ripen'd into gold : How some in feathers , or a ragged hide , Have liv'd a second life , and different natures try'd . Then will thy Ovid , thus ...
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... streams of blood , On every guilty plain , and purple flood , Thy arms have made , and cease an impious war , Nor waste the lives entrusted to thy care . Or if no milder thought can calm thy mind , Behold the great avenger of mankind ...
... streams of blood , On every guilty plain , and purple flood , Thy arms have made , and cease an impious war , Nor waste the lives entrusted to thy care . Or if no milder thought can calm thy mind , Behold the great avenger of mankind ...
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... streams of fire the air they streak , And hurl destruction round ' em where they break ; The skies with long ascending flames are bright , And all the sea reflects a quivering light . Thus Ætna , when in fierce eruptions broke , Fills ...
... streams of fire the air they streak , And hurl destruction round ' em where they break ; The skies with long ascending flames are bright , And all the sea reflects a quivering light . Thus Ætna , when in fierce eruptions broke , Fills ...
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... streams , and fountain's edg'd with moss , And shallow rills run trickling through the grass ; Let branching olives o'er the fountain grow , a Or palms shoot up and shade the streams below ; That when the youth , led by their princes ...
... streams , and fountain's edg'd with moss , And shallow rills run trickling through the grass ; Let branching olives o'er the fountain grow , a Or palms shoot up and shade the streams below ; That when the youth , led by their princes ...
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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.