The First Part of Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New Translations of the Ancient Poets: Together with Several Original Poems. By the Most Eminent Hands. Publish'd by Mr. DrydenJacob Tonson, 1716 |
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Strana 22
... the more unkindly took , Because the Fleece accompanies the Flock . Some thought they God's Anointed meant to flay By Guns , invented fince full many a day : Our Author fwears it not , but who can know 22 ABSALOM and ACHITOPHEL .
... the more unkindly took , Because the Fleece accompanies the Flock . Some thought they God's Anointed meant to flay By Guns , invented fince full many a day : Our Author fwears it not , but who can know 22 ABSALOM and ACHITOPHEL .
Strana 31
... Flock as Ifrael . Would David have you thought his Darling Son ? What means he then to Alienate the Crown ! The name of Godly he may blush to bear : ' Tis after God's own heart to Cheat his Heir . He to his Brother gives Supreme Command ...
... Flock as Ifrael . Would David have you thought his Darling Son ? What means he then to Alienate the Crown ! The name of Godly he may blush to bear : ' Tis after God's own heart to Cheat his Heir . He to his Brother gives Supreme Command ...
Strana 52
... Flocks I lead , May the fresh Grafs ftill wither where they tread ; And may this River , when I come to drink , Dry up as foon as I approach the brink . Take here this Bracelet of my Virgin hair , And when for me thou can't a minute ...
... Flocks I lead , May the fresh Grafs ftill wither where they tread ; And may this River , when I come to drink , Dry up as foon as I approach the brink . Take here this Bracelet of my Virgin hair , And when for me thou can't a minute ...
Strana 93
... Flock return'd alone Unheeded , unobferv'd : he on some stone , Or craggy Cliff , to the deaf Winds and Sea- Accufing Galatea's Cruelty ; Till Night from the first dawn of opening day , Confumes with inward heat , and melts away .. Yet ...
... Flock return'd alone Unheeded , unobferv'd : he on some stone , Or craggy Cliff , to the deaf Winds and Sea- Accufing Galatea's Cruelty ; Till Night from the first dawn of opening day , Confumes with inward heat , and melts away .. Yet ...
Strana 95
... Flock , and milk the burthen'd Ewes , To prefs the Cheese , and the fharp Runnet to in- fufe . My Mother does unkindly use her Son , By her neglect the Cyclops is undone ; For me the never labours to prevail , Nor whispers in your Ear ...
... Flock , and milk the burthen'd Ewes , To prefs the Cheese , and the fharp Runnet to in- fufe . My Mother does unkindly use her Son , By her neglect the Cyclops is undone ; For me the never labours to prevail , Nor whispers in your Ear ...
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Strana 34 - A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Strana 148 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
Strana 145 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, 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 sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Strana 163 - For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock, by fountain, shade, and rill. Together both, ere the high lawns appeared Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
Strana 152 - While rocking winds are piping loud, Or ushered with a shower still, When the gust hath blown his fill, Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. And when the sun begins to fling...
Strana 6 - This is thy province, this thy wondrous way, New humours to invent for each new play : This is that boasted bias of thy mind, By which, one way, to dulness 'tis inclined: Which makes thy writings lean on one side still, And, in all changes, that way bends thy will.
Strana 164 - What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore. The Muse herself for her enchanting son, Whom universal nature did lament, When by the rout that made the hideous roar, His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore?
Strana 24 - Refuse his age the needful hours of rest ? Punish a body which he could not please ; Bankrupt of life, yet prodigal of ease ? And all to leave what with his toil he won, To that unfeather'd two-legg'd thing, a son ; Got while his soul did huddled notions try, And born a shapeless lump, like anarchy.
Strana 24 - Oh ! had he been content to serve the crown With virtues only proper to the gown, Or had the rankness of the soil been freed From cockle that oppressed the noble seed, David for him his tuneful harp had strung And Heaven had wanted one immortal song.
Strana 167 - Through the dear might of him that walked the waves Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops and sweet societies That sing, and singing in their glory move And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.