Poems by Cowley, Waller, Butler, Denham, Dryden, and Pomfret, Temas77-79Johnson, 1810 - 220 páginas |
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... Muse made haste with every strain , whilst it was new , and warm yet from the brain , be lov'd my worthless rhymes , and like a friend would find out something to commend . Hence now , my Muse , thou canst not me delight ; be this my ...
... Muse made haste with every strain , whilst it was new , and warm yet from the brain , be lov'd my worthless rhymes , and like a friend would find out something to commend . Hence now , my Muse , thou canst not me delight ; be this my ...
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... Muses friend and mine : with love and wit thou dost begin , false fires , alas ! to draw us in ; which , if our course we by them keep , misguide to madness , or to sleep . Sleep were well ; thou'st learnt a way to death itself now to ...
... Muses friend and mine : with love and wit thou dost begin , false fires , alas ! to draw us in ; which , if our course we by them keep , misguide to madness , or to sleep . Sleep were well ; thou'st learnt a way to death itself now to ...
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... mistress , and a gentler muse ; such , dearest Friend ! such without doubt , should be our place , our business , and our company ; now to himself , alas ! does neither live , but sees good suns , of which we are to 28 Cowley . IMITATIONS .
... mistress , and a gentler muse ; such , dearest Friend ! such without doubt , should be our place , our business , and our company ; now to himself , alas ! does neither live , but sees good suns , of which we are to 28 Cowley . IMITATIONS .
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... , and all the watchful Muses , mourn . For ever sacred be this room ; may no rude hand disturb thy tomb , or sacrilegious rage and lust affront thy venerable dust . Sweet Cowley's dust let none profane , here may it EPITAPH . 41.
... , and all the watchful Muses , mourn . For ever sacred be this room ; may no rude hand disturb thy tomb , or sacrilegious rage and lust affront thy venerable dust . Sweet Cowley's dust let none profane , here may it EPITAPH . 41.
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... Muses , and improve my vein ! no passion there in my free breast should move , none but the sweet and best of passions , Love . There while I sing , if gentle Love be by , that tunes my lute , and winds the string so high , with the ...
... Muses , and improve my vein ! no passion there in my free breast should move , none but the sweet and best of passions , Love . There while I sing , if gentle Love be by , that tunes my lute , and winds the string so high , with the ...
Términos y frases comunes
Addison Anacreon arms beauty behold blest blood bold breast bright brother Cæsar Cato Cato's Cecilia's charms DANIEL PURCELL death Decius delight dost dreadful Dryden e'er ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate father fear flame fools friends give gods grace griefs hand happy hast hear heart heaven honour hope Hudibras I've sounded immortal Juba king live Lord Lord Halifax lov'd Lucia Lucius maid majestic band mankind Marc Marcia Marcus mighty mind Muse nature ne'er never numbers Numidian nymph o'er once passion peace Pharsalia pleasure poet Portius pow'r praise prince rage ravish'd rise Roman Roman senate Rome scenes Sempronius senate shade shew shine sight smile song sorrows soul sound stream sung sweet swells sword Syph Syphax tears thee thine thoughts toil tongue tremble Utica verse virtue whilst winds would'st thou young youth
Pasajes populares
Página 24 - Twas but a kindred sound to move, For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble ; Honour but an empty bubble...
Página 20 - Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell?
Página 82 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Página 22 - The praise of Bacchus then the sweet musician sung : Of Bacchus ever fair and ever young : The jolly god in triumph comes...
Página 19 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began ; When Nature underneath a heap Of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high, Arise, ye more than dead.
Página 21 - And value books, as women men, for dress: Their praise is still, — the style is excellent; The sense, they humbly take upon content. Words are like leaves; and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found...
Página 21 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Página 19 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening 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.
Página 7 - A watchtower once ; but now, so fate ordains. Of all the pile an empty name remains. From its...
Página 4 - CREATOR spirit, by whose aid The world's foundations first were laid, Come visit every pious mind ; Come pour thy joys on human kind ; From sin and sorrow set us free, And make thy temples worthy thee.