The Poetical Works of Joseph Addison: With the Life of the Author..At the Apollo Press, by the Martins., 1778 - Počet stran: 228 |
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Strana xiv
... body else might murther him . When the old Spectator was finished , a new one appeared ; but though written by men of wit and genius , it did not fucceed , and they were wife enough not to push the attempt too far , Pofte- rity must ...
... body else might murther him . When the old Spectator was finished , a new one appeared ; but though written by men of wit and genius , it did not fucceed , and they were wife enough not to push the attempt too far , Pofte- rity must ...
Strana xxii
... body of the Scotch nobility to the then fixteen fitting peers : that fix English peers should be added , and the peerage then remain fixed , the crown being reftrained from making any new lords but upon the extinction of families . This ...
... body of the Scotch nobility to the then fixteen fitting peers : that fix English peers should be added , and the peerage then remain fixed , the crown being reftrained from making any new lords but upon the extinction of families . This ...
Strana 134
... vapours choke , " ( For now her face lay wrapt in clouds of smoke ) " See my fing'd hair , behold my faded eye " And wither'd face , where heaps of cinders lie ! " And does the plough for this my body tear 134 TRANSLATIONS .
... vapours choke , " ( For now her face lay wrapt in clouds of smoke ) " See my fing'd hair , behold my faded eye " And wither'd face , where heaps of cinders lie ! " And does the plough for this my body tear 134 TRANSLATIONS .
Strana 135
... body tear ? " This the reward for all the fruits I bear , 335 " Tortur'd with rakes , and harass'd all the year ? " That herbs for cattle daily I renew , 340 " And food for man , and frankincense for you ? " But grant me guilty ; what ...
... body tear ? " This the reward for all the fruits I bear , 335 " Tortur'd with rakes , and harass'd all the year ? " That herbs for cattle daily I renew , 340 " And food for man , and frankincense for you ? " But grant me guilty ; what ...
Strana 136
... body to a tomb convey , And o'er the tomb an epitaph devife ; 385 " Here he who drove the fun's bright chariot lies ; " His father's fiery steeds he could not guide , 136 TRANSLATIONS . Phaeton's fifters transformed into Trees,
... body to a tomb convey , And o'er the tomb an epitaph devife ; 385 " Here he who drove the fun's bright chariot lies ; " His father's fiery steeds he could not guide , 136 TRANSLATIONS . Phaeton's fifters transformed into Trees,
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Strana xxvii - If pensive to the rural shades I rove, His shape o'ertakes me in the lonely grove: Twas there of Just and Good he...
Strana 69 - Whose boasted ancestry so high extends That in the Pagan Gods his lineage ends, Comes from afar, in gratitude to own The great supporter of his father's throne. What tides of glory to his bosom ran Clasped in th
Strana xxvi - Or dost thou warn poor mortals left behind, A task well suited to thy gentle mind? Oh ! if sometimes thy spotless form descend : To me, thy aid, thou guardian genius, lend ! When rage misguides me, or when fear alarms, When pain distresses, or when pleasure charms, In silent...
Strana 137 - Till, on the borders of the Po, at last The name inscrib'd on the new tomb appears : The dear, dear name she bathes in flowing tears, Hangs o'er the tomb, unable to depart, And hugs the marble to her throbbing heart. Her daughters too lament, and sigh, and mourn, (A fruitless tribute to their brother's urn,) And beat their naked bosoms, and complain, And call aloud for Phaeton in vain : All the long night their mournful watch they keep, And all the day stand round the tomb, and weep.
Strana 180 - As sulphur blazes at the taper's touch, She long'd her hidden passion to reveal, And tell her pains, but had not words to tell : She can't begin, but waits for the rebound, To catch his voice, and to return the sound.
Strana 81 - I look for streams immortaliz'd in song. That lost in silence and oblivion lie, (Dumb are their fountains and their channels dry), Yet run for ever by the muse's skill, And in the smooth description murmur still.
Strana xvi - 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.
Strana 31 - Through pathless fields, and unfrequented floods, To dens of dragons and enchanted woods. But now the mystic tale, that pleased of yore, Can charm an understanding age no more; The long-spun allegories fulsome grow, While the dull moral lies too plain below.
Strana 167 - The pointed jav'lin warded off his rage : Mad with his pains, and furious to engage, The serpent champs the steel, and bites the spear, Till blood and venom all the point besmear.
Strana xxv - Proud names, who once the reins of empire held ; In arms who triumph'd ; or in arts excell'd ; Chiefs, grac'd with scars, and prodigal of blood ; Stern patriots, who for sacred freedom stood ; Just men, by whom impartial laws were given ; And saints, who taught and led the way to heaven...