The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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angels ashes rise Ballyspellin bards beauty Behold blooming boast breath bright Broome Castalian spring charms common ligament court crown dead Dean dear death delight divine Drapier Dublin Duke ears earth ELIJAH FENTON eyes face fair fame fate flies flowers folly fools friends give grace grave groat half hand hath hear heart Heaven honour JAMES BRIDGES JONATHAN SWIFT Jove kings Knock lady leave live long-ear'd beast look lord LORD CORNWALLIS lyre mind moidores mortals Muse ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er once pain pass'd passion Phoebus POEMS poets praise pride queen rape rhymes rise round scorn Sheridan shine Sican sing skies smile soul spite Stella Swift tears thee thou thought thousand town turn'd Twas Twill verse vex'd virtue WILLIAM BROOME wind wine wings wise wonder wood writ youth
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Pàgina 187 - Boxed in a chair the beau impatient sits, While spouts run clattering o'er the roof by fits; And ever and anon with frightful din The leather sounds; he trembles from within. So when Troy chairmen bore the wooden steed, Pregnant with Greeks, impatient to be freed, (Those bully Greeks, who, as the moderns do, Instead of paying chairmen, run them through), Laocoon struck the outside with his spear, And each imprisoned hero quaked for fear...
Pàgina 153 - He made them weep before he died. Come hither, all ye empty things ! Ye bubbles raised by breath of kings ! Who float upon the tide of state ; Come hither, and behold your fate ! Let Pride be taught by this rebuke, How very mean a thing's a duke ; From all his ill-got honours flung, Turn'd to that dirt from whence he sprung.
Pàgina 158 - As fine as dauber's hands can make it, In hopes that strangers may mistake it, We think it both a shame and sin To quit the true old Angel Inn.
Pàgina 160 - Thou, Stella, wert no longer young, When first for thee my harp was strung, Without one word of Cupid's darts, Of killing eyes, or bleeding hearts ; With friendship and esteem possest, I ne'er admitted Love a guest.
Pàgina 194 - Be satisfied, I'll do my best:'— Then presently he falls to tease, - * ' You may for certain, if you please; I doubt not, if his lordship knew— And, Mr. Dean, one word from you...
Pàgina 179 - Say, Stella, was Prometheus blind, And, forming you, mistook your kind ? No ; 'twas for you alone he stole The fire that forms a manly soul ; Then, to complete it every way, He moulded it with female clay : To that you owe the nobler flame, To this the beauty of your frame.
Pàgina 202 - THOSK dreams, that on the silent night intrude, And with false flitting shades our minds delude, Jove never sends us downward from the skies : Nor can they from infernal mansions rise ; But are all mere productions of the brain, And fools consult interpreters in vain.
Pàgina 186 - Twas doubtful which was rain, and which was dust. Ah ! where must needy poet seek for aid, When dust and rain at once his coat invade...
Pàgina 151 - Were forced to own to him their obligation. He that could once have half a kingdom bought, In half a minute is not worth a groat. His coffers from the coffin could not save, Nor all his interest keep him from the grave.
Pàgina 195 - My choicest hours of life are lost; Yet always wishing to retreat, Oh, could I see my country seat ! There leaning near a gentle brook, Sleep, or peruse some ancient book, And there in sweet oblivion drown Those cares that haunt the court and town.