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... with manly rage , my soul's above The cold returns of thy exhaufted love . Then thou shalt justly mourn at my disdain , Find all thy arts , and all thy charms in vain : ། Shalt mourn , whilft I , with nobler flames , 224 YALDEN .
... with manly rage , my soul's above The cold returns of thy exhaufted love . Then thou shalt justly mourn at my disdain , Find all thy arts , and all thy charms in vain : ། Shalt mourn , whilft I , with nobler flames , 224 YALDEN .
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... soul now melts in mournful lays , Shall shortly want the gen'rous tear he pays ; Then from his clofing eyes thy form fhall part , And the last pang shall tear thee from his heart , Life's idle business at one gasp be o'er , The Muse ...
... soul now melts in mournful lays , Shall shortly want the gen'rous tear he pays ; Then from his clofing eyes thy form fhall part , And the last pang shall tear thee from his heart , Life's idle business at one gasp be o'er , The Muse ...
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... Soul flood forth , nor kept a thought within ; In me what spots ( for fpots I have ) appear , Will prove at least the Medium must be clear . In this impartial glass , my Muse intends Fair to expose myself , my foes , my friends ...
... Soul flood forth , nor kept a thought within ; In me what spots ( for fpots I have ) appear , Will prove at least the Medium must be clear . In this impartial glass , my Muse intends Fair to expose myself , my foes , my friends ...
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... Companions grace , Chiefs out of war , and Statesmen out of place . There ST . JOHN minglee with my friendly bowl The Feast of Reason , and the Flow of Soul : And HE , whofe lightning pierc'd th'Iberian Lines , Now POPE . 301.
... Companions grace , Chiefs out of war , and Statesmen out of place . There ST . JOHN minglee with my friendly bowl The Feast of Reason , and the Flow of Soul : And HE , whofe lightning pierc'd th'Iberian Lines , Now POPE . 301.
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41 ページ - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom...
45 ページ - Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear, Compels me to disturb your season due : For Lycidas* is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer : Who would not sing for Lycidas ? He knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.
33 ページ - 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.
118 ページ - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure ; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
35 ページ - Sometimes, with secure delight, The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade; And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
48 ページ - The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.
51 ページ - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed. And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
40 ページ - But, first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song...
33 ページ - And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her and live with thee, In unreproved pleasures free...
253 ページ - Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below.