Fables ancient and modern, tr. into verse: with original poems, Volume 2

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Page 59 - 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 147 - Smear'd over with an Oil of wond'rous Might, That adds new Pinions to their airy Flight But this by fure Experiment we know, That living Creatures from Corruption grow: Hide in a hollow Pit a flaughter'd Steer, Bees from his putrid Bowels will appear ; Who like their Parents haunt the Fields, and bring Their Hony-Harveft home, and hope another Spring.
Page 55 - Flushed with a purple grace He shows his honest face: Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes! Bacchus , ever fair and young , Drinking joys did first ordain : Bacchus...
Page 55 - Joys inspire. The Song began from Jove ; Who left his blissful Seats above, (Such is the Pow'r of mighty Love.) A Dragon's fiery Form bely'd the God : Sublime on Radiant Spires He rode, When He to fair Olympia...
Page 161 - Her limbs were form'd with such harmonious grace : So faultless was the frame, as if the whole Had been an emanation of the soul...
Page 26 - He cheer'd the dogs to follow her who fled, And vow'd revenge on her devoted head. As Theodore was born of noble kind, The brutal...
Page 35 - And two Ghosts join their Packs to hunt her o'er the Plain. This dreadful Image so possess'd her Mind, That desp'rate any Succour else to find, She ceas'd all farther hope; and now began To make reflection on th...
Page 56 - And welt'ring in his blood ; Deserted, at his utmost need, By those his former bounty fed : On the bare earth expos'd he lies, With not a friend to close his eyes.

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