The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... sighs : How impotent a deity am I ! 6 With godhead born , but cursed , that cannot die ! Through my indulgence , mortals hourly share A grateful negligence , and ease from care . Lull'd in my arms , how long have I withheld The northern ...
... sighs : How impotent a deity am I ! 6 With godhead born , but cursed , that cannot die ! Through my indulgence , mortals hourly share A grateful negligence , and ease from care . Lull'd in my arms , how long have I withheld The northern ...
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... sighs , And gods subsist not but by sacrifice . ' Each other being some indulgence knows : Few are my joys , but infinite my woes . My present pain Britannia's Genius wills , And thus the Fates record my future ills . A heroine shall ...
... sighs , And gods subsist not but by sacrifice . ' Each other being some indulgence knows : Few are my joys , but infinite my woes . My present pain Britannia's Genius wills , And thus the Fates record my future ills . A heroine shall ...
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... sighs , and thinks the bride less fair . [ spread , Light's cheerful smiles o'er the ' azure waste are And Miss from Inns o ' Court bolts out , unpaid ; The sage , transported at the ' approaching hour , Imperiously thrice thunder'd on ...
... sighs , and thinks the bride less fair . [ spread , Light's cheerful smiles o'er the ' azure waste are And Miss from Inns o ' Court bolts out , unpaid ; The sage , transported at the ' approaching hour , Imperiously thrice thunder'd on ...
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... sigh , or weep in warbling rills : Whence infant winds their tender pinions try , And river - gods their thirsty urns supply . The wondering sage pursues his airy flight , And braves the chill unwholesome damps of night ; He views the ...
... sigh , or weep in warbling rills : Whence infant winds their tender pinions try , And river - gods their thirsty urns supply . The wondering sage pursues his airy flight , And braves the chill unwholesome damps of night ; He views the ...
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... sigh . The tuneful swans on gliding rivers float , And warbling dirges die on every note . Where Flora treads , her Zephyr garlands flings , And scatters odours from his purple wings ; [ groves Whilst birds from woodbine bowers and ...
... sigh . The tuneful swans on gliding rivers float , And warbling dirges die on every note . Where Flora treads , her Zephyr garlands flings , And scatters odours from his purple wings ; [ groves Whilst birds from woodbine bowers and ...
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Addison Albion's ancient Apollo apothecaries arms Atreus Atrides bards beauty beneath bless'd blood bloom boast bold brave breast breath bright Britannia's brow Celsus charms Chrysa convey'd courser crown decree divine dreadful eyes fair fairy falchion fame fate Faunus fear fire fix'd flame flies flowers foes form'd fury Garth Gaul give goddess gods grace groves hand haste hear heart Heaven hecatomb hero honour Iliad immortal Jove kings labours Latian learn'd light lyre maid mighty monarch mortal mourn Muse Naiad ne'er numbers nymph o'er once Ovid painted peace physicians plain poem praise pride prince queen race rage reign rise sacred sage SAMUEL GARTH scarce sceptre shade shine shore sighs sight silvan sing sire skies smiles soft soul stand streams sweet sword tears tell thee thine THOMAS TICKELL thou thought throne Tickell towers verse vex'd VIRG vows Whilst youth
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Seite 204 - I hear a voice, you cannot hear, Which says, I must not stay ; I see a hand, you cannot see, Which beckons me away.
Seite 216 - Proud names, who once the reins of empire held ; In arms who triumph'd ; or in arts excell'd ; Chiefs, grac'd with scars, and prodigal of blood ; Stern patriots, who for sacred freedom stood ; Just men, by whom impartial laws were given ; And saints who taught, and led the way to Heaven...
Seite 217 - 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...
Seite 125 - There had been a coldness (said Mr. Pope) between Mr. Addison and me for some time ; and we had not been in company together, for a good while, any where but at Button's coffee-house, where I used to see him almost every day — On his meeting me there...
Seite 126 - I assured him that I did not at all take it ill of Mr. Tickell that he was going to publish his translation ; that he certainly had as much right to translate any author as myself; and that publishing both was entering on a fair stage.
Seite 218 - I meet his soul which breathes in Cato there ; If pensive to the rural shades I rove, His shape o'ertakes me in the lonely grove ; 'Twas there of just and good he...
Seite 216 - Through rows of warriors, and through walks of kings ! What awe did the slow solemn knell inspire, The pealing organ, and the pausing choir ; The duties by the...
Seite 219 - Craggs, th' expiring sage convey'd, Great, but ill-omen'd, monument of fame, Nor he surviv'd to give, nor thou to claim. Swift after him thy social spirit flies, And close to his, how soon ! thy coffin lies. Blest pair ! whose union future bards shall tell In future tongues : each other's boast ! farewell, Farewell ! whom join'd in fame, in friendship try'd, No chance could sever, nor the grave divide.
Seite 217 - Chiefs, graced with scars, and prodigal of blood, Stern patriots who for sacred freedom stood; Just men, by whom impartial laws were given, And saints who taught, and led the way to Heaven. Ne'er to these chambers where the mighty rest, Since their foundation, came a nobler guest; Nor e'er was to the bowers of bliss convey'd A fairer spirit or more welcome shade. In what new region, to the just assign'd, What new employments please th' unbody'd mind? A winged Virtue through th...
Seite 165 - Hung o'er the body of her breathless love, Try'd every art, (vain arts !) to change his doom, And vow'd (vain vows !) to join him in the tomb. What could she do ? the Fates alike deny The dead to live, or fairy forms to die.