A History of English Poetry, Volume 5Macmillan and Company, 1905 |
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... virtue in one draught , Wisdom for councils , bravery in war , With all the mild good nature of the Fair . The woman's sweetness tempered manly wit , And loving power did crowned with meekness sit . His awful person reverence engaged ...
... virtue in one draught , Wisdom for councils , bravery in war , With all the mild good nature of the Fair . The woman's sweetness tempered manly wit , And loving power did crowned with meekness sit . His awful person reverence engaged ...
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... virtue , which no dangers can control , Exalt the thought , a speedy courage lend , That horror cannot shake , or pleasure bend ; These are the English arts , these we profess To be the same in misery and success.1 The following passage ...
... virtue , which no dangers can control , Exalt the thought , a speedy courage lend , That horror cannot shake , or pleasure bend ; These are the English arts , these we profess To be the same in misery and success.1 The following passage ...
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... virtue led in chains of gold . If courage could , like courts , be kept in pay , What sums would Louis give that France might say That victory followed where he led the way ? He all his conquests would for this refund , And take the ...
... virtue led in chains of gold . If courage could , like courts , be kept in pay , What sums would Louis give that France might say That victory followed where he led the way ? He all his conquests would for this refund , And take the ...
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... virtues roll ; From Mary's glory angels trace The beauty of her partner's soul . Wise fate , which does its heaven decree To heroes , when they yield their breath , Hastens thy triumph . Half of thee Is deified before thy death . Alone ...
... virtues roll ; From Mary's glory angels trace The beauty of her partner's soul . Wise fate , which does its heaven decree To heroes , when they yield their breath , Hastens thy triumph . Half of thee Is deified before thy death . Alone ...
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... and Pym . He conspired on behalf of Charles I .; he exalted the virtues of Cromwell as a ruler ; his powers of flattery were afterwards turned with equal versatility to the praise of Charles II . II 39 WHIG PANEGYRICAL POETRY.
... and Pym . He conspired on behalf of Charles I .; he exalted the virtues of Cromwell as a ruler ; his powers of flattery were afterwards turned with equal versatility to the praise of Charles II . II 39 WHIG PANEGYRICAL POETRY.
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Addison admiration Æneid afterwards Ambrose Philips appeared Battle of Blenheim Blackmore blank verse Boileau Canto character Charles charms Christian Church classical Coffee-houses College Court criticism death diction Dryden Dunciad eighteenth century England English poetry epic Epistle Essay expression eyes fame French Garth genius Granville hand heaven heroic couplet honour Horace humour Iliad imagination imitation inspired Italy John Gay Johnson Joseph Warton kind King King Arthur Latin latter liberty lines literary live Lord lyric manner mind mock-heroic Montague moral Muse nation nature numbers o'er panegyrical Pastorals Philips Physicians Pindaric poem poet poetical political Pope Pope's praise principle Prior published Queen reader reign religion Renaissance Revolution of 1688 Rolliad Roman satire says seems society soul Spectator spirit style Swift taste Tatler thee things Thomas Parnell thou thought translation verse Virgil virtue Walpole Whig William writing written
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Page 214 - A time there was, ere England's griefs began, When every rood of ground maintained its man ; For him light labour spread her wholesome store, Just gave what life required, but gave no more : His best companions, innocence and health, And his best riches ignorance of wealth.
Page 358 - No poet wept him ; but the page Of narrative sincere, That tells his name, his worth, his age, Is wet with Anson's tear: And tears by bards or heroes shed Alike immortalize the dead. I therefore purpose not, or dream, Descanting on his fate, To give the melancholy theme A more enduring date: But misery still delights to trace Its semblance in another's case. No voice divine the storm allayed, No light propitious shone, When, snatched from all effectual aid, We perished, each alone: But I beneath...
Page 395 - midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. Or if chill blustering winds, or driving rain, Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut, That from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires, And hears their simple bell, and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
Page 87 - Can I forget the dismal night that gave My soul's best part for ever to the grave ! How silent did his old companions tread, By midnight lamps, the mansions of the dead, Through breathing statues, then unheeded things, Through rows of warriors, and through walks of kings...
Page 136 - I'll venture for the vole.) Six deans, they say, must bear the pall, (I wish I knew what king to call.; Madam, your husband will attend The funeral of so good a friend.
Page 399 - 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 206 - Resistless burns the fever of renown, Caught from the strong contagion of the gown: O'er Bodley's dome his future labours spread. And Bacon's mansion trembles o'er his head.
Page 173 - Some to the sun their insect wings unfold, Waft on the breeze, or sink in clouds of gold; Transparent forms, too fine for mortal sight, Their fluid bodies half dissolved in light. Loose to the wind their airy garments flew. Thin...
Page 357 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more ; My Mary ! For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now seconds not thy will, - My Mary ! But well thou play'dst the housewife's part; And all thy threads with magic art, Have wound themselves about this heart, My Mary...
Page 432 - The numerous and violent claps of the whig party on the one side of the theatre, were echoed back by the tories on the other; while the author sweated behind the scenes with concern to find their applause proceeding more from the hand than the head.