The Miscellaneous Works of John Dryden, Esq;: Containing All His Original Poems, Tales, and Translations. Now First Collected and Published Together in Four Volumes. With Explanatory Notes and Observations. Also an Account of His Life and Writings ...J. and R. Tonson, in the Strand., 1760 |
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... Death of Amyntas On the Death of a very young Gentleman Upon young Mr. Rogers of Gloucestershire On the Death of Mr. Purcell Epitaph on the Lady Whitmore 231 247 251 253 254 - 256 Epitaph on Sir Palmes Fairbone's Tomb Under Milton's ...
... Death of Amyntas On the Death of a very young Gentleman Upon young Mr. Rogers of Gloucestershire On the Death of Mr. Purcell Epitaph on the Lady Whitmore 231 247 251 253 254 - 256 Epitaph on Sir Palmes Fairbone's Tomb Under Milton's ...
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... fin . Yethad the oft been chas'd with horns and hounds , And Scythian shafts ; and many winged wounds Aim'd at her heart ; was often forced to fly , And doom'd to death tho fated not to die . 1 Not fo her young ; for their unequal line.
... fin . Yethad the oft been chas'd with horns and hounds , And Scythian shafts ; and many winged wounds Aim'd at her heart ; was often forced to fly , And doom'd to death tho fated not to die . 1 Not fo her young ; for their unequal line.
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... death undaunted as an Indian wife : A rare example ! but fome fouls we fee Grow hard , and ftiffen with adverfity : Yet thefe by fortune's favors are undone ; Refolv'd into a bafer form they run , And bore the wind , but cannot bear the ...
... death undaunted as an Indian wife : A rare example ! but fome fouls we fee Grow hard , and ftiffen with adverfity : Yet thefe by fortune's favors are undone ; Refolv'd into a bafer form they run , And bore the wind , but cannot bear the ...
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... death drew nearer every hour . ' Tis true , the younger lion fcap'd the fnare , But all your prieftly calves lay ftruggling there ; As facrifices on their altars laid ; While you their careful mother wifely fled , Not trusting destiny ...
... death drew nearer every hour . ' Tis true , the younger lion fcap'd the fnare , But all your prieftly calves lay ftruggling there ; As facrifices on their altars laid ; While you their careful mother wifely fled , Not trusting destiny ...
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... death , and lay The Crows and Ravens rights , an undefended prey : Excepting Martin's race ; for they and he Had gain'd the shelter of a hollow tree : But foon discover'd by a sturdy clown , He headed all the rabble of a town , And ...
... death , and lay The Crows and Ravens rights , an undefended prey : Excepting Martin's race ; for they and he Had gain'd the shelter of a hollow tree : But foon discover'd by a sturdy clown , He headed all the rabble of a town , And ...
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againſt Amyntas Becauſe beft beſt bleffings blood boaſt breaſt call'd cauſe CHLORI cloſe confcience DAPHNI defire e'en eaſe Engliſh ev'ry eyes facred fafely faid fair fame fate fatire fear fecure feems fenfe fhall fhews figh fight fince firft firſt flain fleep foes fome fons fools foon foul ftand ftill fubject fuch fung fure grace heaven himſelf Hind houſe increaſe JOHN DRYDEN joys juft juſt kiffing kind king laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs Lucretius mind moft moſt mufe muſe muſt never numbers o'er pain Panther paſs peace play pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poets praiſe prince PROLOGUE raiſe reaſon reft reſt rife ſay ſcene ſee ſeen ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow ſky ſome ſpace ſtage ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſtood ſweet thee themſelves Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou thro tranflated treaſure uſe verſe Whig Whofe Whoſe wife wiſh
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Page 272 - Flushed 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...
Page 279 - 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.
Page 255 - Excites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger, And mortal alarms. The double double double beat Of the thundering drum Cries Hark! the foes come; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat!
Page 283 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown ; He raised a mortal to the skies ; She drew an angel down.
Page 280 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
Page 138 - Near these a Nursery erects its head. Where queens are form'd, and future heroes bred ; Where unfledg'd actors learn to laugh and cry, Where infant punks their tender voices try, And little Maximins the gods defy.
Page 268 - In flower of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair...
Page 141 - My son, advance Still in new impudence, new ignorance. Success let others teach, learn thou from me Pangs without birth, and fruitless industry. Let...
Page 142 - Where did his wit on learning fix a brand And rail at arts he did not understand? Where made he love in Prince Nicander's vein Or swept the dust in Psyche's humble strain? Where sold he bargains, "whipstitch, kiss my arse", Promised a play and dwindled to a farce?
Page 269 - With flying fingers touched the lyre : The trembling notes ascend the sky, And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove, Who left his blissful seats above, (Such is the power of mighty love.) A dragon's fiery form belied the god : Sublime on radiant spires he rode, When he to fair Olympia...