The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Band 411790 |
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AARON HILL æther behold beſtow blefs bleft bluſh breaſt BRIDGET JONES charms clouds defcend deſpair diſplay e'er eaſe ev'n eyes fafe faid fair falute fame fate fatire fcenes feek feem fhade fhall fhines fhould fighs firft firſt flame flies fmile foft fome fong fons foon forrows foul fpirits fpring friendſhip ftate ftill ftrain ftreams fuch fure fweet fwelling glows grace grief heart heaven himſelf honour induſtry infpire juft laft laſt lefs loft luftre mind moft moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt ne'er Numps o'er paffions pain pleaſe pleaſure praiſe pride purſue raiſe rays reft rife riſe rofe ſaid ſcene ſeen ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſhows ſkies ſmile ſpread ſtate ſtill ſweet tears thee Thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought treaſure truth uſeful virtue whofe Whoſe wife wild younker youth
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Seite 101 - When a ftrange noife offends his ear, The din increas'd as it came near, And in his yard at laft he view'd Of farmers a great multitude ; Who that day, walking of their rounds, Had difagreed about their bounds ; And fure the difference muft be wide, Where each does for himfelf decide.
Seite 311 - Boaft petty courts, whence rules new rigour draw, Unknown to Nature's and to Statute-law; Quirks that explain all faving rights away, To give th' attorney and the catchpoll prey.
Seite 197 - I have ever behaved myself towards her, like one who thought it his duty to support with patience all afflictions from that quarter. Indeed, if I had not been capable of forgiving a. Mother, I must have blushed to receive pardon myself at the hands of my Sovereign.
Seite 5 - Look'd filly, and came home again. At length extravagance and vice, Whoring and drinking, box and dice, Sunk his exchequer ; cares intrude, And duns grow troublefome and rude.
Seite 124 - It comes ! I feel it o'er my foul ferene ! Still Morn begins, and Froft retains the fcene ! Hark ! — the loud horn's enlivening note's begun! From rock to vale fweet-wandering echoes run ! Still floats the found...
Seite 105 - At cribbidge, made a good return. While thus they liv'd from hand to mouth, She laid a bantling to the youth ; But whether 'twas his own or no, My authors don't pretend to know. His charge...
Seite 207 - Infult the exil'd, and the dead defame ! Such paint, what pity veils in private woes, 5 And what we fee with grief, with mirth expofe ; Studious to urge — (whom will mean authors...
Seite 54 - Ruby, troth, you're much to blame, " To drink at this confounded rate, " To guzzle thus, early and late." Poor Tom, who just had took his whet, And at the door his uncle met, Surpris'd and thunder-struck, would fain Make his escape, but, oh ! in vain.
Seite 106 - Loaded with madam and her elf; In her right hand the coral plac'd, Her lap a China orange grac'd : Pap for the babe was not forgot ; And lullaby's melodious note, That warbled in his ears all day, Shorten'd the rugged, tedious way. Frank, to the...
Seite 175 - Thus captives oft excelling arts acquire, And boldly struggle, through a state of shame, To life, ease, plenty, liberty, and fame. Sword-law has often Europe's balance gain'd, And one red victory years of peace maintain'd. We pass through want to wealth, through dismal strife To calm content, through death to endless life.