The Works of the Right Honourable Joseph Addison, Band 4T. Cadell and W. Davies, 1811 |
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... told her , that he believed her tongue was very glad when she was asleep , for that it had not a moment's rest all the while she was awake . That excellent old ballad of the Wanton Wife of Bath ' has the following remarkable lines : VOL ...
... told her , that he believed her tongue was very glad when she was asleep , for that it had not a moment's rest all the while she was awake . That excellent old ballad of the Wanton Wife of Bath ' has the following remarkable lines : VOL ...
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... told in the most distinct manner , and grow out of one another in the most natural order . The third qualification of an epic poem is its great- ness . The anger of Achilles was of such consequence , that it embroiled the kings of ...
... told in the most distinct manner , and grow out of one another in the most natural order . The third qualification of an epic poem is its great- ness . The anger of Achilles was of such consequence , that it embroiled the kings of ...
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... told the multitude and rabble of spirits immediately shrunk themselves into a small compass , that there might be room for such a numberless assembly in this capacious hall . But it is the poet's refinement upon this thought , which I ...
... told the multitude and rabble of spirits immediately shrunk themselves into a small compass , that there might be room for such a numberless assembly in this capacious hall . But it is the poet's refinement upon this thought , which I ...
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... told , that he was the first who taught man- kind to ransack the earth for gold and silver , and that he was the architect of Pandæmonium , or the infernal pa- lace , where the evil spirits were to meet in council . His speech in this ...
... told , that he was the first who taught man- kind to ransack the earth for gold and silver , and that he was the architect of Pandæmonium , or the infernal pa- lace , where the evil spirits were to meet in council . His speech in this ...
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... told that they were the gods who thus transformed them . It is this kind of machinery which fills the poems both of Homer and Virgil with such cir cumstances as are wonderful , but not impossible , and so frequently produce in the ...
... told that they were the gods who thus transformed them . It is this kind of machinery which fills the poems both of Homer and Virgil with such cir cumstances as are wonderful , but not impossible , and so frequently produce in the ...
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Seite 149 - My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Seite 121 - Thammuz came next behind, Whose annual wound in Lebanon allured The Syrian damsels to lament his fate In amorous ditties all a summer's day, While smooth Adonis from his native rock Ran purple to the sea, supposed with blood Of Thammuz yearly wounded...
Seite 388 - Curse not the king, no not in thy thought; and curse not the rich in thy bedchamber: for a bird of the air shall carry the voice, and that which hath wings shall tell the matter.
Seite 435 - There was a little city, and few men within it; and there came a great king against it, and besieged it, and built great bulwarks against it: 15 Now there was found in it a poor wise man, and he by his wisdom delivered the city; yet no man remembered that same poor man.
Seite 182 - So saying, her rash hand in evil hour Forth reaching to the Fruit, she pluck'd, she eat: Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her Works gave signs of woe, That all was lost.
Seite 442 - And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Seite 194 - And another angel came and stood at the altar, having a golden censer, and there was given unto him much incense, that he should offer it with the prayers of all saints upon the golden altar which was before the throne. And the smoke of the incense, which came with the prayers of the saints, ascended up before God out of the angel's hand.
Seite 54 - Haste thee Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; 30 Sport, that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Seite 120 - Hail, horrors! hail, Infernal World! and thou, profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor— one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time.
Seite 61 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th...