Bell's Edition, Volumes 41-42J. Bell, 1777 |
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Pagina 39
... twas wrote ) the unknown Author find ; And , having found , show'r equal favours down On wit so vast , as could oblige a crown . N. TATE . UPON THE AUTHOR OF THE MEDAL , A SATIRE . ONCE more our awful Poet arms t ' engage The threat ...
... twas wrote ) the unknown Author find ; And , having found , show'r equal favours down On wit so vast , as could oblige a crown . N. TATE . UPON THE AUTHOR OF THE MEDAL , A SATIRE . ONCE more our awful Poet arms t ' engage The threat ...
Pagina 50
... Twas Monk , whom Providence design'd to loose Those real bonds false freedom did impose . The blessed saints , that watch'd this turning scene , Did from their stars with joyful wonder lean , To see small clues draw vastest weights ...
... Twas Monk , whom Providence design'd to loose Those real bonds false freedom did impose . The blessed saints , that watch'd this turning scene , Did from their stars with joyful wonder lean , To see small clues draw vastest weights ...
Pagina 51
... Twas not the hasty product of a day , 170 176 But the well - ripen'd fruit of wise delay . He , like a patient angler , ere he strook , Would let him play a while upon the hook . Our healthful food the stomach labours thus , At first ...
... Twas not the hasty product of a day , 170 176 But the well - ripen'd fruit of wise delay . He , like a patient angler , ere he strook , Would let him play a while upon the hook . Our healthful food the stomach labours thus , At first ...
Pagina 52
... Twas hence at length just Vengeance thought it fit To speed their ruin by their impious wit . Thus Sforza , curs'd with a too fertile brain , Lost by his wiles the pow'r his wit did gain . Henceforth their fougue must spend at lesser ...
... Twas hence at length just Vengeance thought it fit To speed their ruin by their impious wit . Thus Sforza , curs'd with a too fertile brain , Lost by his wiles the pow'r his wit did gain . Henceforth their fougue must spend at lesser ...
Pagina 53
John Bell. Twas this produc'd the joy that hurry'd o'er Such swarms of English to the neighb'ring shore , 215 To fetch that prize by which Batavia made So rich amends for our impoverish'd trade . Oh had you seen from Scheveline's barren ...
John Bell. Twas this produc'd the joy that hurry'd o'er Such swarms of English to the neighb'ring shore , 215 To fetch that prize by which Batavia made So rich amends for our impoverish'd trade . Oh had you seen from Scheveline's barren ...
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Pagina 113 - Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
Pagina 113 - Flush'd with a purple grace He shows his honest face: Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes! Bacchus, ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain; Bacchus...
Pagina 113 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain: Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
Pagina 110 - The praise of Bacchus then the sweet musician sung : Of Bacchus ever fair and ever young : The jolly god in triumph comes ! Sound the trumpets, beat the...
Pagina 113 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure: Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!
Pagina 32 - Timotheus' varied lays surprise, And bid alternate passions fall and rise! While at each change the son of Libyan Jove Now burns with glory, and then melts with love; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow: Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found, And the world's victor stood subdued by sound ! The power of music all our hearts allow, And what Timotheus was, is DRYDEN now.
Pagina 179 - That every man, with him, was god or devil. In squandering wealth was his peculiar art: Nothing went unrewarded, but desert. Beggar'd by fools, whom still he found too late: He had his jest, and they had his estate.
Pagina 115 - Dim as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wandering travellers, Is reason to the soul: and as on high, Those rolling fires discover but the sky, Not light us here; so reason's glimmering ray Was lent, not to assure our doubtful way, But guide us upward to a better day. And as those nightly tapers disappear When day's bright lord ascends our hemisphere; So pale grows reason at religion's sight; So dies, and so dissolves in supernatural light.
Pagina 178 - In the first rank of these did Zimri ' stand, A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long ; But in the course of one revolving moon Was...
Pagina 179 - Thus, heaping wealth, by the most ready way Among the Jews, which was to cheat and pray; The city, to reward his pious hate Against his master, chose him magistrate: His hand a vare of justice did uphold; His neck was loaded with a chain of gold.