The Works of John Sheffield, Earl of Mulgrave, Marquis of Normanby, and Duke of Buckingham: In Two Volumes, Volume 1T. Wotton, 1740 - 368 pages |
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... last , For , like a pleafing Dream , they all are past . From Heav'n her Beauties like fierce Lightnings came , Which break thro ' Darkness with a glorious Flame ♬ Awhile they fhine , awhile our Minds amaze , Our wondring Eyes are ...
... last , For , like a pleafing Dream , they all are past . From Heav'n her Beauties like fierce Lightnings came , Which break thro ' Darkness with a glorious Flame ♬ Awhile they fhine , awhile our Minds amaze , Our wondring Eyes are ...
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... last to her refiftless Pains . Thus while the Fever , am'rous of his Prey , Through all her Veins makes his delightful Way , Her Fate's like SEMELE'S ; the Flames destroy That Beauty they too eagerly enjoy . Her charming Face is in its ...
... last to her refiftless Pains . Thus while the Fever , am'rous of his Prey , Through all her Veins makes his delightful Way , Her Fate's like SEMELE'S ; the Flames destroy That Beauty they too eagerly enjoy . Her charming Face is in its ...
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... last Thing which in us dies : From my griev'd Breaft all thofe foft Thoughts are fled , And Love furvives it , tho ' my Hope is dead ; I yield my Life , but keep my Paffion yet , And can all Thoughts , but of ORONTES , quit ; My My ...
... last Thing which in us dies : From my griev'd Breaft all thofe foft Thoughts are fled , And Love furvives it , tho ' my Hope is dead ; I yield my Life , but keep my Paffion yet , And can all Thoughts , but of ORONTES , quit ; My My ...
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... last great To Heav'n's own Master - piece of Man ; Touch And finishest what Nature but began : Thy happy Stroke can into Softness bring Reafon , that rough and wrangling thing . C 3 From From Childhood upwards we decay , And grow but ...
... last great To Heav'n's own Master - piece of Man ; Touch And finishest what Nature but began : Thy happy Stroke can into Softness bring Reafon , that rough and wrangling thing . C 3 From From Childhood upwards we decay , And grow but ...
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... last . Those flighted Favours which cold Nymphs dispense , Mere common Counters of the Senfe , Defective both in Mettle and in Measure , A Lover's Fancy coins into a Treasure . How vaft the Subject ! What a boundless Store Of bright ...
... last . Those flighted Favours which cold Nymphs dispense , Mere common Counters of the Senfe , Defective both in Mettle and in Measure , A Lover's Fancy coins into a Treasure . How vaft the Subject ! What a boundless Store Of bright ...
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Page 257 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Page 207 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Page 257 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Page 207 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Page 205 - We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he...
Page 206 - And this man Is now become a god ; and Cassius is A wretched creature, and must bend his body If Caesar carelessly but nod on him.
Page 205 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life; but for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Page 259 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii: Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Page 81 - Love secretly: the absence of my lord More freedom gives, but does not all afford: Long is his journey, long will be his stay; Call'd by affairs of consequence away.
Page 259 - O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here ! Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.