Selections from the Poetry of Dryden: Including His Plays and TranslationsJohn W. Parker & Son, 1852 - 350 pages |
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... grace , Then heat new - bends thy slacken'd nerves again , And a short youth runs warm through ev'ry vein . Abdelmelech . Castile could never boast , in all its pride , A pomp so splendid ; when the lists set wide , Gave room to the ...
... grace , Then heat new - bends thy slacken'd nerves again , And a short youth runs warm through ev'ry vein . Abdelmelech . Castile could never boast , in all its pride , A pomp so splendid ; when the lists set wide , Gave room to the ...
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... grace ; So slow , so threat'ning forward , he gave place . His chains be easy , and his usage fair . Almah . Where should I find the heart to speak one word ? Your voice , sir , is as killing as your sword . As you have left the ...
... grace ; So slow , so threat'ning forward , he gave place . His chains be easy , and his usage fair . Almah . Where should I find the heart to speak one word ? Your voice , sir , is as killing as your sword . As you have left the ...
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... grace ; That like two lions taken in the toils , We might at least thrust out our paws , and wound The hunters that enclose us . Ant . I have thought on't . Ventidius , you must live . Vent . I must not , sir . Ant . Wilt thou not live ...
... grace ; That like two lions taken in the toils , We might at least thrust out our paws , and wound The hunters that enclose us . Ant . I have thought on't . Ventidius , you must live . Vent . I must not , sir . Ant . Wilt thou not live ...
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... grace this happy day , while you appear Not king of us alone , but of the year . All eyes you draw , and with the eyes the heart : Of your own pomp yourself the greatest part : Loud shouts the nation's happiness proclaim , And heav'n ...
... grace this happy day , while you appear Not king of us alone , but of the year . All eyes you draw , and with the eyes the heart : Of your own pomp yourself the greatest part : Loud shouts the nation's happiness proclaim , And heav'n ...
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... grace ; And Paradise was open'd in his face . With secret joy indulgent David view'd His youthful image in his son renew'd : To all his wishes nothing he denied ; And made the charming Annabel his bride . What faults he had , for who ...
... grace ; And Paradise was open'd in his face . With secret joy indulgent David view'd His youthful image in his son renew'd : To all his wishes nothing he denied ; And made the charming Annabel his bride . What faults he had , for who ...
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Page 212 - 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 154 - In the first rank of these did Zimri stand: A man so various, that he seem'd 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 chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon: Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking; Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Page 209 - A present deity ! the vaulted roofs rebound : With ravished ears The monarch hears, Assumes the god; Affects to nod And seems to shake the spheres.
Page 162 - Shall I speak plain, and, in a nation free, Assume an honest layman's liberty ? I think, according to my little skill, To my own mother-church submitting still, That many have been saved, and many may, Who never heard this question brought in play.
Page 209 - 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...
Page 150 - And lent the crowd his arm to shake the tree. •Now, manifest of crimes contrived long since, He stood at bold defiance with his Prince, Held up the buckler of the people's cause Against the crown, and skulked behind the laws.
Page 180 - LOOK round the habitable world, how few Know their own good, or, knowing it, pursue. How void of reason are our hopes and fears ! What in the conduct of our life appears So well...
Page 211 - 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 ! The many rend the skies with loud applause ; So Love was crown'd, but Music won the cause.
Page 25 - But know, that I alone am king of me. I am as free as nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
Page 154 - 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 chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.