The Works of the Right Honourable Joseph Addison, 第 1 巻Bell & Daldy, 1885 |
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... face be found ; But for awhile forget the trumpet's sound ; Well - pleased , thy people's loyalty approve , Accept their duty , and enjoy their love . For as , when lately moved with fierce delight , You plunged amidst the tumult of the ...
... face be found ; But for awhile forget the trumpet's sound ; Well - pleased , thy people's loyalty approve , Accept their duty , and enjoy their love . For as , when lately moved with fierce delight , You plunged amidst the tumult of the ...
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... face of nature gay , Giv'st beauty to the sun , and pleasure to the day . Thee , goddess , thee , Britannia's isle adores ; How has she oft exhausted all her stores , How oft in fields of death thy presence sought , Nor thinks the ...
... face of nature gay , Giv'st beauty to the sun , and pleasure to the day . Thee , goddess , thee , Britannia's isle adores ; How has she oft exhausted all her stores , How oft in fields of death thy presence sought , Nor thinks the ...
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... face , impaired and worn With marks of famine , speaking sore distress ; His locks were tangled , and his shaggy beard Matted with filth ; in all things else a Greek . He first advanced in haste ; but , when he saw Trojans and Trojan ...
... face , impaired and worn With marks of famine , speaking sore distress ; His locks were tangled , and his shaggy beard Matted with filth ; in all things else a Greek . He first advanced in haste ; but , when he saw Trojans and Trojan ...
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... face , Those blooming cheeks , that lovely hue ! Every feature ( Charming creature ) Will convince you I am true . GRID . Oh how blest were Grideline , Could I call Sir Trusty mine ! Did he not cover amorous wiles , With soft , but ah ...
... face , Those blooming cheeks , that lovely hue ! Every feature ( Charming creature ) Will convince you I am true . GRID . Oh how blest were Grideline , Could I call Sir Trusty mine ! Did he not cover amorous wiles , With soft , but ah ...
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... face , Every charm , and every grace , That to thy ruin made their way , And led thine innocence astray : At home thou seest thy queen enraged , Abroad thy absent lord engaged In wars , that may our loves disjoin , And end at once his ...
... face , Every charm , and every grace , That to thy ruin made their way , And led thine innocence astray : At home thou seest thy queen enraged , Abroad thy absent lord engaged In wars , that may our loves disjoin , And end at once his ...
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Addison ancient antiquities Antoninus Pius appear arms atque beautiful behold Cæsar Cato Cato's charms Claudian Commodus death DRYDEN emperor Ev'n eyes fame fancy fate father fear figure fire friends Gaul Georgic give goddess gods grace grief hand head heart heaven Hesiod honour inscription Italy Jove JUBA Julius Cæsar kind king live look Lucia maid Marcia Marcus Marcus Aurelius medals mighty mountains muse Naples nature numbers Numidian nymph o'er old coins Ovid Pentheus poem poetry poets Portius prince quæ QUEEN rage rise river Roman Rome Rosamond round S. C. Reverse says Cynthio says Eugenius says Philander SCENE Sempronius shade shine sight Silius Italicus SIR TR soul stands streams SYPH Syphax tears tell thee thou thought town Trajan turn verse VIRG Virgil virtue vols Whilst whole winds youth
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182 ページ - Tis not a set of features, or complexion, The tincture of a skin, that I admire: Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
49 ページ - The victor's shouts and dying groans confound, The dreadful burst of cannon rend the skies, And all the thunder of the battle rise. "Twas then great Marlborough's mighty soul was proved, That, in the shock of charging hosts unmoved, Amidst confusion, horror, and despair, Examined all the dreadful scenes of war ; In peaceful thought the field of death surveyed, To fainting squadrons sent the timely aid, Inspired repulsed battalions to engage, And taught the doubtful battle where to rage.
xvii ページ - To strew fresh laurels, let the task be mine, A frequent pilgrim at thy sacred shrine ; Mine with true sighs thy absence to bemoan, And grave with faithful epitaphs thy stone.