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... never was intended ) is here omitted . It fuffices if the whole drama be found not produc'd beyond the fifth act . Of the ftile and uniformity , and that commonly call'd the plot , whether intricate or ex- plicit , which is nothing ...
... never was intended ) is here omitted . It fuffices if the whole drama be found not produc'd beyond the fifth act . Of the ftile and uniformity , and that commonly call'd the plot , whether intricate or ex- plicit , which is nothing ...
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... never in my own ; Scarce half I feem to live , dead more than half . O dark , dark , dark , amid the blaze of noon , Irrecoverably dark , total eclipfe Without all hope of day ! 70 75 80 O first O first created Beam , and thou great ...
... never in my own ; Scarce half I feem to live , dead more than half . O dark , dark , dark , amid the blaze of noon , Irrecoverably dark , total eclipfe Without all hope of day ! 70 75 80 O first O first created Beam , and thou great ...
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... never had ! fond wish too late , ) Was in the vale of Sorec , Dalila , 225 That specious monster , my accomplish'd fnare . I thought it lawful from my former act , And the fame end ; ftill watching to opprefs 230 Ifrael's Ifrael's ...
... never had ! fond wish too late , ) Was in the vale of Sorec , Dalila , 225 That specious monster , my accomplish'd fnare . I thought it lawful from my former act , And the fame end ; ftill watching to opprefs 230 Ifrael's Ifrael's ...
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... never waft remifs , I bear thee witnefs : Yet Ifraël ftill ferves with all his fons . 240 SAMS . That fault I take not on me , but transfer On Ifrael's governors , and heads of tribes , Who feeing those great acts , which God had done ...
... never waft remifs , I bear thee witnefs : Yet Ifraël ftill ferves with all his fons . 240 SAMS . That fault I take not on me , but transfer On Ifrael's governors , and heads of tribes , Who feeing those great acts , which God had done ...
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... never was there school , But the heart of the fool , And no man therein doctor but himself . Yet more there be who doubt his ways not just , 300 As to his own edicts found contradicting , Then give the reins to wandering thought ...
... never was there school , But the heart of the fool , And no man therein doctor but himself . Yet more there be who doubt his ways not just , 300 As to his own edicts found contradicting , Then give the reins to wandering thought ...
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Page 97 - And frefh-blown rofes wafh'd in dew, Fill'd her with thee a daughter fair, So buxom, blithe, and debonair. Hafte thee, Nymph, and bring with thee 25 Jeft and youthful Jollity, Quips and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple fleek;
Page 153 - corrupted clergy, then in their highth. YET once more, O ye Laurels, and once more Ye Myrtles brown, with Ivy never fere, I come to pluck your berries harfh and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. 5 Bitter conftraint, and fad occafion dear, Compels me to difturb your feafon
Page 155 - hair ? Fame is the fpur that the clear fpi'rit doth raife 70 (That laft infirmity of noble mind) To fcorn delights, and live laborious days ; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burft out into fudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with th
Page 154 - lov'd to hear our fong. But O the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone, and never muft return ! Thee, Shepherd, thee the woods, and defert caves With wild thyme and the gadding vine o'ergrown, 40 And all their echoes mourn. The willows, and the hazel copfes green, Shall now no more be feen,
Page 101 - With ftore of ladies, whofe bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear 125 In faffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feaft, and revelry, With
Page 100 - Or if the earlier feafon lead To the tann'd haycock in the mead. 90 Sometimes with fecure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocond rebecs found To many a youth, and many a maid, 95 Dancing in the chequer'd fhade; And young and old come forth to play On a
Page 154 - 25 Under the opening eye-lids of the morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her fultry horn, Battening our flocks with the frefh dews of night Oft till the ftar that rofe, at evening, bright, 30 Tow'ard Heav'n's defcent had flop'd his
Page 177 - or moon, or ftar, throughout the year, 5 Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not .Againft Heav'n's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope ; but ftill bear up and fteer Right onward. What fupports me, doft thou afk ? The
Page 101 - Lap me in foft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verfe, Such as the meeting foul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked fweetnefs long drawn out, 140 With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwifting all the chains that ty The hidden foul of harmony ; That Orpheus
Page 104 - In her fweeteft, faddeft plight, Smoothing the rugged brow of night, While Cynthia checks her dragon .yoke, Gently o'er th' accuftom'd oak; 60 Sweet bird that fhunn'ft the noife of folly, Moft mufical, moft melancholy ! Thee, chauntrefs, oft, the woods among, I woo to hear thy