Poetical Miscellanies: Consisting of Original Poems and TranslationsSir Richard Steele J. Tonson, 1727 - 346 pages |
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Page 30
... Let me tranfgress by Nature , not by Rule , An artless Ideot , not a study'd Fool ; A Withers , not a D ------ s ; since I aim At nothing less , in Writing , than a Name . TO TO Mr. JERVAS . Occafion'd by the Sight of Mrs. 30 POETICAL.
... Let me tranfgress by Nature , not by Rule , An artless Ideot , not a study'd Fool ; A Withers , not a D ------ s ; since I aim At nothing less , in Writing , than a Name . TO TO Mr. JERVAS . Occafion'd by the Sight of Mrs. 30 POETICAL.
Page 59
... receiv'd ; For You ftill lov'd ' ; or I was well deceiv'd : Nor were my Virgin Vows less true to thee , When young Caftile address'd the Court for me The } The Charms of proffer'd Empire I resign'd ; Brandon MISCELLANIE S. 59.
... receiv'd ; For You ftill lov'd ' ; or I was well deceiv'd : Nor were my Virgin Vows less true to thee , When young Caftile address'd the Court for me The } The Charms of proffer'd Empire I resign'd ; Brandon MISCELLANIE S. 59.
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... less Noble were my Song , The fault'ring Numbers dy'd upon my Tongue . But , fair Amelia , when to Thee I fing , Then all the Muses their Assistance bring ; With living Thoughts they animate each Line , Pleas'd to Immortalize the bright ...
... less Noble were my Song , The fault'ring Numbers dy'd upon my Tongue . But , fair Amelia , when to Thee I fing , Then all the Muses their Assistance bring ; With living Thoughts they animate each Line , Pleas'd to Immortalize the bright ...
Page 94
... equal Oars , And leave the sinking Hills , and less'ning Shores . While on the Deck the Chief in Silence lies , While 94 POETICAL The Arrival of Ulyffes in Ithaca Being Part the XIIIth Book of Homer's Odyssey By Pope P.
... equal Oars , And leave the sinking Hills , and less'ning Shores . While on the Deck the Chief in Silence lies , While 94 POETICAL The Arrival of Ulyffes in Ithaca Being Part the XIIIth Book of Homer's Odyssey By Pope P.
Page 95
... Less swift , an Eagle cuts the liquid Skies : Divine Ulyffes was her Sacred Load , A Man , in Wisdom equal to a God . Much Danger long , and mighty Toils he bore , In Storms by Sea , and Combats on the Shore : All which soft Sleep now ...
... Less swift , an Eagle cuts the liquid Skies : Divine Ulyffes was her Sacred Load , A Man , in Wisdom equal to a God . Much Danger long , and mighty Toils he bore , In Storms by Sea , and Combats on the Shore : All which soft Sleep now ...
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Page 40 - The stars that gild the gloomy night; The seas that roll unnumber'd waves; The wood that spreads its shady leaves; The field whose ears conceal the grain, The yellow treasure of the plain; All of these, and all I see, Should be sung, and sung by me : They speak their maker as they can, But want and ask the tongue of man.
Page 37 - LOVELY, lasting peace of mind ! Sweet delight of human kind ! Heavenly born, and bred on high, To crown the favourites of the sky With more of happiness below, Than victors in a triumph know ! Whither, O whither art thou fled, To lay thy meek contented head ? What happy region dost thou please To make the seat of calms and ease ? " Ambition searches all its sphere Of pomp and state to meet thee there.
Page 97 - ... pomegranate glows, The branch here bends beneath the weighty pear, And verdant olives flourish round the year. The balmy spirit of the western gale Eternal breathes on fruits untaught to fail: Each dropping pear a following pear supplies, On apples apples, figs on figs arise: The same mild season gives the blooms to blow, The buds to harden, and the fruits to grow. Here ordered vines in equal ranks appear With all th...
Page 132 - His flat, wide nostrils snuff the savoury steam, And from his eyes he shoots pernicious gleam ; Middling his head, and prone to earth his view, With ears and chest that dash the morning dew : He best to stem the...
Page 330 - Nor mean the taflc, each breathing buft explore, Line after line with painful patience trace, This Roman grandeur, that Athenian grace : Vain care of parts ; if, impotent of foul, Th...
Page 331 - And place the faireft in the faireft light; Ere yet thy pencil tries her nicer toils, Or on thy palette lie the blended oils, Thy carelefs chalk has half atchiev':i thy art, And her juft image makes Cleora ftart.
Page 38 - No real happiness is found In trailing purple o'er the ground; Or in a soul exalted high To range the circuit of the sky, Converse with stars above, and know All Nature in its forms below — The rest it seeks, in seeking dies, And doubts at last, for knowledge, rise.
Page 96 - Four acres was the allotted space of ground, Fenced with a green enclosure all around. Tall thriving trees confess'd the fruitful mould : The reddening apple ripens here to gold. Here the blue fig with luscious juice o'erflows, With deeper red the full pomegranate glows : The branch here bends beneath the weighty pear, And verdant olives flourish round the year.
Page 41 - I lent one sigh to them ? But now my former days retire, And I'm by beauty caught, The tender chains of sweet desire Are fix'd upon my thought.
Page 136 - Thou wert; and when the subterraneous flame Shall burst its prison, and devour this frame, From angry...