Original Poems and Translations, Volume 2J. and R. Tonson, 1743 - English poetry |
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Page 110
... shou'd Force employ : A Rape is requifite to fhame - fac'd Joy . Indulgent to the Wrongs which we receive , Our Sex can fuffer what we dare not give . What have I said ? for both of us ' twere beft , Our kindling Fire if each of us ...
... shou'd Force employ : A Rape is requifite to fhame - fac'd Joy . Indulgent to the Wrongs which we receive , Our Sex can fuffer what we dare not give . What have I said ? for both of us ' twere beft , Our kindling Fire if each of us ...
Page 111
... Shou'd I be injur'd on your Phrygian Shore , What help of Kindred could I there implore ? Medea was by fafon's Flatt'ry won : I may , like her , believe , and be undone . Plain honeft Hearts , like mine , fufpect no Cheat , And Love ...
... Shou'd I be injur'd on your Phrygian Shore , What help of Kindred could I there implore ? Medea was by fafon's Flatt'ry won : I may , like her , believe , and be undone . Plain honeft Hearts , like mine , fufpect no Cheat , And Love ...
Page 112
... shou'd not my Mind perplex , Were I as Wife as many of my Sex . But Time and you may bolder Thoughts inspire ; And I perhaps may yield to your Defire . You laft demand a private Conference ; These are your Words , but I can guess your ...
... shou'd not my Mind perplex , Were I as Wife as many of my Sex . But Time and you may bolder Thoughts inspire ; And I perhaps may yield to your Defire . You laft demand a private Conference ; These are your Words , but I can guess your ...
Page 120
... Shou'd in Minerva's Arms to Battle move ; Or manly Pallas from that Queen fhou'd take Her Torch , and o'er the dying Lover shake . In Fields as well may Cynthia fow the Corn , Or Ceres wind in Woods the Bugle - horn . As well may Phebus ...
... Shou'd in Minerva's Arms to Battle move ; Or manly Pallas from that Queen fhou'd take Her Torch , and o'er the dying Lover shake . In Fields as well may Cynthia fow the Corn , Or Ceres wind in Woods the Bugle - horn . As well may Phebus ...
Page 123
... shou'd , your Mantle leave behind . Encourage him to tope ; but kifs him him not , Nor mix one drop of Water in his Pot . If he be fuddled well , and fnores apace , Then we may take Advice from time and place . When all depart , when ...
... shou'd , your Mantle leave behind . Encourage him to tope ; but kifs him him not , Nor mix one drop of Water in his Pot . If he be fuddled well , and fnores apace , Then we may take Advice from time and place . When all depart , when ...
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Page 223 - So much the sweetness of your manners move, We cannot envy you, because we love. Fabius might joy in Scipio, when he saw A beardless consul made against the law, And join his suffrage to the votes of Rome, Though he with Hannibal was overcome.
Page 95 - When we are come thus far, it is time to look into ourselves ; to conform our genius to his, to give his thought either the same turn, if our tongue will bear it, or if not, to vary but the dress, not to alter or destroy the substance.
Page 327 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began ; When Nature underneath a heap Of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high, Arise, ye more than dead. Then cold and hot and moist and dry In order to their stations leap, And Music's power obey. From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of...
Page 314 - Meantime, her warlike brother on the seas His waving streamers to the winds displays, And vows for his return with vain devotion pays. Ah, generous youth ! that wish forbear, The winds too soon will waft thee here ! Slack all thy sails, and fear to come ; Alas ! thou knowst not, thou art wrecked at home.
Page 74 - tis grateful to the rich to try A short vicissitude, and fit of poverty : A savoury dish, a homely treat, Where all is plain, where all is neat, Without the stately spacious room, The Persian carpet, or the Tyrian loom, Clear up the cloudy foreheads of the great v.
Page 95 - ... poesie is of so subtle a spirit, that in pouring out of one language into another, it will all evaporate; and if a new spirit" be not added in the transfusion, there will remain nothing but a caput mortuum...
Page 76 - What is't to me, Who never sail in her unfaithful sea, If storms arise, and clouds grow black ; , If the mast split, and threaten wreck ? Then let the greedy merchant fear For his ill-gotten gain ; And pray to gods that will not hear, While the debating winds and billows bear His wealth into the main.
Page 8 - ... that verse commonly which they call golden, or two substantives and two adjectives, with a verb betwixt them to keep the peace.
Page 6 - Thus difficult it is to understand the purity of English, and critically to discern not only good writers from bad, and a proper style from a corrupt, but also to distinguish that which is pure in a good author from that which is vicious and corrupt in him.
Page 336 - She cast not back a pitying eye: But left her lover in despair To sigh, to languish, and to die: Ah ! how can those fair eyes endure To give the wounds they will not cure ? Great God of Love, why hast thou made A face that can all hearts command, That all religions can invade, And change the laws of every land?