Miscellaneous Poems and Translations: By Several Hands. Particularly, I. Windsor-Forest, ... By Mr. PopeBernard Lintot, 1720 |
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... Say what strange motive , Goddefs ! could compel A well - bred Lord t'affault a gentle Belle ? Oh fay what stranger caufe , yet unexplor'd , Cou'd make a gentle Belle reject a Lord ? D 2 And And dwells fuch rage in fofteft bofoms then ...
... Say what strange motive , Goddefs ! could compel A well - bred Lord t'affault a gentle Belle ? Oh fay what stranger caufe , yet unexplor'd , Cou'd make a gentle Belle reject a Lord ? D 2 And And dwells fuch rage in fofteft bofoms then ...
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... say . Faireft of mortals , thou diftinguifh'd care Of thousand bright inhabitants of air ! If e'er one vifion touch'd thy infant thought , Of all the nurfe and all the prieft have taught , Of airy elves by moonlight thadows feen , The ...
... say . Faireft of mortals , thou diftinguifh'd care Of thousand bright inhabitants of air ! If e'er one vifion touch'd thy infant thought , Of all the nurfe and all the prieft have taught , Of airy elves by moonlight thadows feen , The ...
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... Say , why are beauties prais'd and honour'd moft ;, The wife man's paffion , and the vain man's toast ? - Why deck'd with all that land and fea afford ,, Why angels call'd , and Angel - like ador'd ? [ beaus , Why round our coaches ...
... Say , why are beauties prais'd and honour'd moft ;, The wife man's paffion , and the vain man's toast ? - Why deck'd with all that land and fea afford ,, Why angels call'd , and Angel - like ador'd ? [ beaus , Why round our coaches ...
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... say , ( While the long fun'rals blacken all the way ) Lo these were they , whofe fouls the furies steel'd , And curs'd with hearts unknowing how to yield . Thus unlamented pass the proud away , The gaze of fools , and pageant of a day ...
... say , ( While the long fun'rals blacken all the way ) Lo these were they , whofe fouls the furies steel'd , And curs'd with hearts unknowing how to yield . Thus unlamented pass the proud away , The gaze of fools , and pageant of a day ...
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... Say , will ye blefs the bleak Atlantic shore , Or bid the furious Gaul be rude no more ? Strophe 2 . When Athens finks by fates unjust , When wild Barbarians fpurn her duft ; Perhaps ev'n Britain's utmost fhore Shall ceafe to blush with ...
... Say , will ye blefs the bleak Atlantic shore , Or bid the furious Gaul be rude no more ? Strophe 2 . When Athens finks by fates unjust , When wild Barbarians fpurn her duft ; Perhaps ev'n Britain's utmost fhore Shall ceafe to blush with ...
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Page 98 - Was it for this you took such constant care The bodkin, comb, and essence to prepare? For this your locks in paper durance bound, For this with...
Page 60 - The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head, With his own tongue still edifies his ears, And always list'ning to himself appears.
Page 75 - What though no credit doubting wits may give? The fair and innocent shall still believe. Know then, unnumber'd spirits round thee fly, The light militia of the lower sky: These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the Box, and hover round the Ring.
Page 40 - Great wits sometimes may gloriously offend, And rise to faults true critics dare not mend; From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art, Which, without passing thro' the judgment, gains The heart, and all its end at once attains.
Page 124 - Cold is that breast which warm'd the world before, And those love-darting eyes must roll no more. Thus, if Eternal Justice rules the ball, Thus...
Page 27 - Hark! a glad voice the lonely desert cheers; Prepare the way! a God, a God appears: A God, a God! the vocal hills reply, The rocks proclaim th
Page 158 - Love, free as air, at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies...
Page 95 - And screen'd in shades from day's detested glare, She sighs for ever on her pensive bed, Pain at her side, and Megrim at her head.
Page 136 - To muse, and spill her solitary Tea, Or o'er cold coffee trifle with the spoon, Count the slow clock, and dine exact at noon ; Divert her eyes with pictures in the fire, Hum half a tune, tell stories to the squire ; Up to her godly garret after sev'n, There starve and pray, for that's the way to heav'n.
Page 83 - Colours flings, Colours that change whene'er they wave their Wings. Amid the Circle, on the gilded Mast, Superior by the head, was Ariel...