Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New Translations of the Ancient Poets Together with Several Original Poems, 第 1 巻Jacob Tonson, 1716 |
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... Lycidas . By Mr. Milton . p . 162 A Panegyrick to my Lord Protector , of the prefent Greatness and joint Interefi of his Highnes and this Nation . In theP . 168 Year 1654. By Edmond Waller , Efq ; Heroick Stanza's on the late Lord Prote ...
... Lycidas . By Mr. Milton . p . 162 A Panegyrick to my Lord Protector , of the prefent Greatness and joint Interefi of his Highnes and this Nation . In theP . 168 Year 1654. By Edmond Waller , Efq ; Heroick Stanza's on the late Lord Prote ...
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... Lycidas is dead , dead ere his prime Young Lycidas , and hath not left his peer : Who would not fing for Lycidas he knew Himself to fing , and build the lofty rhyme . He must not flote upon his watry bear Unwept , and welter to the ...
... Lycidas is dead , dead ere his prime Young Lycidas , and hath not left his peer : Who would not fing for Lycidas he knew Himself to fing , and build the lofty rhyme . He must not flote upon his watry bear Unwept , and welter to the ...
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... Lycidas , thy lofs to Shepherds ear . Where were ye Nymphs when the remorseless deep Clos'd o're the head of your lov'd Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep , Where your old Bards , the famous Druids ly , Nor on the fhaggy ...
... Lycidas , thy lofs to Shepherds ear . Where were ye Nymphs when the remorseless deep Clos'd o're the head of your lov'd Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep , Where your old Bards , the famous Druids ly , Nor on the fhaggy ...
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... Lycidas your forrow is not dead , Sunk though he be beneath the watry floar , So finks the day - ftar in the Ocean bed , And yet anon repairs his drooping head , And tricks his beams , and with new fpangled Ore , Flames in the forehead ...
... Lycidas your forrow is not dead , Sunk though he be beneath the watry floar , So finks the day - ftar in the Ocean bed , And yet anon repairs his drooping head , And tricks his beams , and with new fpangled Ore , Flames in the forehead ...
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... Lycidas the Shepherds weep no more : Henceforth thou art the Genius of the fhore , In thy large recompenfe , and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood . Thus fang the uncouth Swain to th ' Okes and rills , While the ...
... Lycidas the Shepherds weep no more : Henceforth thou art the Genius of the fhore , In thy large recompenfe , and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood . Thus fang the uncouth Swain to th ' Okes and rills , While the ...
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152 ページ - And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
148 ページ - 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 In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp and feast and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry, — Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
145 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.
24 ページ - 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.
159 ページ - Twould stay, and run again, and stay, For it was nimbler much than hinds; And trod as if on the four winds. I have a garden of my own, But so with roses overgrown, And lilies, that you would it guess To be a little wilderness, And all the springtime of the year It only loved to be there.
166 ページ - 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 : So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high, Through the dear might of Him that walk'd the waves.
6 ページ - This is thy province, this thy wondrous way, New humours to invent for each new play: This is that boasted...
2 ページ - Heywood and Shirley were but types of thee, Thou last great prophet of tautology: Even I, a dunce of more renown than they, ^ Was sent before but to prepare thy way: And coarsely clad in Norwich drugget came To teach the nations in thy greater name.
153 ページ - Softly on my eyelids laid; And, as I wake, sweet music breathe Above, about, or underneath, Sent by some Spirit to mortals good, Or the unseen Genius of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloister's pale, And love the high embowed roof, With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light.
158 ページ - Is dyed in such a purple grain. There is not such another in The world to offer for their sin.