Cato. Dialogue on medals. Essay on Virgil's Georgies. Poemata. Poems on several occasions. Rosamond; an opera. Story of Salmacis and HermaphroditusT. Cadell and W. Davies, 1811 |
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الصفحة 43
... beauty to the sun , and pleasure to the day . Thee , goddess , thee , Britannia's isle adores ; How has she oft exhausted all her stores , How oft in fields of death thy presence sought , Nor thinks the mighty prize too dearly bought ...
... beauty to the sun , and pleasure to the day . Thee , goddess , thee , Britannia's isle adores ; How has she oft exhausted all her stores , How oft in fields of death thy presence sought , Nor thinks the mighty prize too dearly bought ...
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... furnished materials for a very fine one , if Mr. Addison had possessed the talents of a lyric poet . However , particular passages are wrought up into much life and beauty . Confiding still , amidst its dire alarms , In ANNA'S.
... furnished materials for a very fine one , if Mr. Addison had possessed the talents of a lyric poet . However , particular passages are wrought up into much life and beauty . Confiding still , amidst its dire alarms , In ANNA'S.
الصفحة 73
... ! I faint , I die , With secret pangs of jealousy.— [ Aside . The comic scenes of this opera are pleasant and entertaining . Alluding to the famous echo in Woodstock - Park . PAGE . There does the pensive beauty mourn , And.
... ! I faint , I die , With secret pangs of jealousy.— [ Aside . The comic scenes of this opera are pleasant and entertaining . Alluding to the famous echo in Woodstock - Park . PAGE . There does the pensive beauty mourn , And.
الصفحة 74
Joseph Addison, Richard Hurd. PAGE . There does the pensive beauty mourn , And languish for her lord's return . QUEEN . Death and confusion ! I'm too slow- Show me the happy mansion , show- [ Aside . PAGE . Great Henry there- QUEEN ...
Joseph Addison, Richard Hurd. PAGE . There does the pensive beauty mourn , And languish for her lord's return . QUEEN . Death and confusion ! I'm too slow- Show me the happy mansion , show- [ Aside . PAGE . Great Henry there- QUEEN ...
الصفحة 76
... beauty ! For of us pretty fellows Our wives are so jealous , They ne'er have enough of our duty . But hah ! my limbs begin to quiver , I glow , I burn , I freeze , I shiver ; Whence rises this convulsive strife ? I smell a shrew ! My ...
... beauty ! For of us pretty fellows Our wives are so jealous , They ne'er have enough of our duty . But hah ! my limbs begin to quiver , I glow , I burn , I freeze , I shiver ; Whence rises this convulsive strife ? I smell a shrew ! My ...
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Addison ancient Antoninus Pius 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 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 xxi - Or dost thou warn poor mortals left behind, A task well suited to thy gentle mind ? Oh! if sometimes thy spotless form descend, To me, thy aid, thou guardian genius, lend! When rage misguides me, or when fear alarms, When pain distresses, or when pleasure charms, In silent whisperings purer thoughts impart, And turn from ill a frail and feeble heart, Lead through the paths thy virtue trod before, Till bliss shall join, nor death can part us more.
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 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 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 xix - 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 mansions of the dead, Through breathing statues, then unheeded things, Through rows of warriors, and through walks of kings!
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 367 - The man resolved and steady to his trust, Inflexible to ill, and obstinately just, May the rude rabble's insolence despise, Their senseless clamours and tumultuous cries , The tyrant's fierceness he beguiles, And the stern brow, and the harsh voice defies, And with superior greatness smiles.
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 289 - And, in the anguish of my heart beseech you To quit the dreadful purpose of your soul ! CATO. Thou hast been ever good and dutiful. [Embracing him.