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... good translation is no easy art . For though materials have long since been found Yet both your fancy and your hands are bound ; And , by improving what was writ before , Invention labours less , but judgment more . ROSCOMMON , essay on ...
... good translation is no easy art . For though materials have long since been found Yet both your fancy and your hands are bound ; And , by improving what was writ before , Invention labours less , but judgment more . ROSCOMMON , essay on ...
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... good capon lin'd , shifts With eyes severe , and beard of formal cut , Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part . The sixth age Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon , With spectacles on nose , and pouch on side ...
... good capon lin'd , shifts With eyes severe , and beard of formal cut , Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part . The sixth age Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon , With spectacles on nose , and pouch on side ...
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... good to aid . Our little world , the image of the great , Like that , amidst the boundless ocean set , Of her own growth , hath all that nature craves ; And all that's rare , as tribute from the waves . As Egypt does not on the clouds ...
... good to aid . Our little world , the image of the great , Like that , amidst the boundless ocean set , Of her own growth , hath all that nature craves ; And all that's rare , as tribute from the waves . As Egypt does not on the clouds ...
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... good and ill from thence : That bounds desires with a reforming will , To keep ' em more in vigour , not to kill . Your reason hinders , mine helps to enjoy ; Yours would renewing appetites destroy . My reason is my friend , yours is a ...
... good and ill from thence : That bounds desires with a reforming will , To keep ' em more in vigour , not to kill . Your reason hinders , mine helps to enjoy ; Yours would renewing appetites destroy . My reason is my friend , yours is a ...
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... good . With teeth and claws by nature arm'd , they hunt Nature's allowance , to supply their want : But man with smiles , embraces , friendship's praise , Inhumanly his fellow's life betrays , With voluntary pains works his distress ...
... good . With teeth and claws by nature arm'd , they hunt Nature's allowance , to supply their want : But man with smiles , embraces , friendship's praise , Inhumanly his fellow's life betrays , With voluntary pains works his distress ...
Common terms and phrases
amant Amid amour arms attraits bear beauté BÉLINDE beneath breast breath brillant but the brave call CARDELIA chants charms Chloe ciel cieux cœur CUDDY dear death desire Dieu douce doux e'er earth envy Eurydice ev'n ev'ry eyes fate fear femme find first friend gave give glow goddess good grace great half hand happy head hear heart heav'n hélas high hope kind know l'amour LADY last life light look lost love lovely madame made make mind Mondor music Musidore my breast my fancy nature's never night nymph o'er once plaisirs pleasure pleurs pow'r pride reason right round Roxane ruby lips scorn shade sigh SMILINDA soft soon soul sound strange Sullen swain sweet take tears tendre their think thou thought thrice thro tremble vanity virtue wish world wretch youth
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Page 188 - If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay: If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way.
Page 78 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise ! See the snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes!
Page 332 - Ah little think the gay licentious proud, Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround; They, who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth, And wanton, often cruel, riot waste; Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Page 80 - 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 354 - An heir of glory! a frail child of dust! Helpless immortal! insect infinite! A worm ! a god ! I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost ! at home a stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own: how reason reels!
Page 374 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind, The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Page 333 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain. How many sink in the devouring flood, Or more devouring flame. How many bleed, By shameful variance betwixt man and man. How many pine in want, and dungeon glooms ; Shut from the common air, and common use Of their own limbs.
Page 34 - Hail, horrors! hail, Infernal World! and thou, profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor— one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time.
Page 208 - What though no friends in sable weeds appear, Grieve for an hour, perhaps, then mourn a year, And bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances, and the public show...
Page 368 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...