The poets of Great Britain complete from Chaucer to Churchill, Volume 221807 |
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... head ! " Ye magistrates ! who sacred laws dispense , " On you I call , to punish this offence . " 280 The word thus given , within a little space , The mob came roaring out , and throng'd the place . All in a trice they cast the cart to ...
... head ! " Ye magistrates ! who sacred laws dispense , " On you I call , to punish this offence . " 280 The word thus given , within a little space , The mob came roaring out , and throng'd the place . All in a trice they cast the cart to ...
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... head ; 500 There sculk'd till afternoon , and watch'd his time , ( As murd❜rers use ) to perpetrate his crime . O hypocrite ingenious to destroy ! : traitor worse than Sinon was to Troy ! O vile subverter of the Gallic reign , More ...
... head ; 500 There sculk'd till afternoon , and watch'd his time , ( As murd❜rers use ) to perpetrate his crime . O hypocrite ingenious to destroy ! : traitor worse than Sinon was to Troy ! O vile subverter of the Gallic reign , More ...
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... head , 715 With greater ease than others seek their bed . Not more aghast the matrons of renown , When tyrant Nero burn'd th ' imperial town , Shriek'd , for the downfal , in a doleful cry ; For which their guiltless lords were doom'd ...
... head , 715 With greater ease than others seek their bed . Not more aghast the matrons of renown , When tyrant Nero burn'd th ' imperial town , Shriek'd , for the downfal , in a doleful cry ; For which their guiltless lords were doom'd ...
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... head . And , so , the fragrant brier was wove between , The 70 76 sycamore and flow'rs were mix'd with green , That nature seem'd to vary the delight ; And satisfied , at once , the smell and sight . 85 The master workman of the bow'r ...
... head . And , so , the fragrant brier was wove between , The 70 76 sycamore and flow'rs were mix'd with green , That nature seem'd to vary the delight ; And satisfied , at once , the smell and sight . 85 The master workman of the bow'r ...
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... heads , with jewels richly set , Each lady wore a radiant coronet . 171 Beneath the circles , all the quire was grac'd With chaplets green , on their fair foreheads plac'd ; Of laurel some ; of woodbine many more ; And wreaths of Agnus ...
... heads , with jewels richly set , Each lady wore a radiant coronet . 171 Beneath the circles , all the quire was grac'd With chaplets green , on their fair foreheads plac'd ; Of laurel some ; of woodbine many more ; And wreaths of Agnus ...
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Alcibiades asses ears behold betwixt blood born brazen bull breast call'd canst Chanticleer Codrus coursers crime crown'd Cymon dame death delight design'd dost dream e'en ears ease ev'n eyes face fair fate father fear fear'd feast fire fool forc'd fortune fustian give Gods gold grace ground hand head hear heart heaven join'd Jove kind king ladies Lambics laurel lictors liv'd live lord lov'd Lysimachus maid mind Muse Nero never night noble numbers o'er offend Persius plac'd pleas'd pleasure poet poor pow'r prayer prepar'd Psecas rage receiv'd Resolv'd rest Reynard Rhodian rich Rome satire SATIRE OF JUVENAL secret secret vice seem'd Sejanus shade sight sing sire slave sleep soul spleen stoic stood Tancred tell thee thou art thro Thyestes thyself try'd turn'd Twas verse vice virtue vows wife wind wise would'st thou wretch youth
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Page 121 - Behold the fruit of ill-rewarded pain .. As many months as I sustain'd her hate, So many years is she condemned by Fate To daily death ; and every several place, Conscious of her disdain and my disgrace, Must witness her just punishment ; and be A scene of triumph and revenge to me ! As in this grove I took my last...
Page 24 - Add, that the rich have still a gibe in store, And will be monstrous witty on the poor; For the torn surtout and the tatter'd vest, The wretch and all his wardrobe are a jest; The greasy gown sully'd with often turning, Gives a good hint to say the man's in mourning; Or if the shoe be ript, or patch is put, He's wounded ! see the plaster on his foot.
Page 8 - But oh! what joy it was to hear him sing In summer, when the day began to spring, Stretching his neck, and warbling in his throat; Solus cum sola then was all his note.
Page 157 - Still various, and unconstant still, But with an inclination to be ill, Promotes, degrades, delights in strife, And makes a lottery of life. I can enjoy her while she's kind ; But when she dances in the wind, And shakes...
Page 144 - Stout once a month they march, a blustering band, And ever, but in times of need, at hand ; This was the morn when, issuing on the guard, Drawn up in rank and file they stood prepared Of seeming arms to make a short essay, Then hasten to be drunk, the business of the day.
Page 11 - pothecary near, I dare for once prescribe for your disease, And save long bills, and a damn'd doctor's fees.
Page 79 - For, letting down the golden chain from high, He drew his audience upward to the sky...
Page 157 - What is't to me, Who never sail in her unfaithful sea, If storms arise and clouds grow black, If the mast split, and threaten wreck ? Then let the greedy merchant fear For his ill-gotten gain ; And pray to gods that will not hear, While the debating winds and billows bear J His wealth into the main.
Page 74 - Want is a bitter and a hateful good, Because its virtues are not understood : Yet many things, impossible to thought, Have been by need to full perfection brought : The daring of the soul proceeds from thence...
Page 64 - Look round the habitable world, how few Know their own good, or knowing it pursue.