Poetical Miscellanies: Consisting of Original Poems and TranslationsJ. Tonson, 1714 - 318 pàgines |
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Pàgina 17
... Rhodes . The Bruifes of Affliction's heavy Hand . DAven . Siege of They feel not Joy , who have not Sorrow felt : We thro ' Afflictions make our Way to Heav'n . D'Aven . Law ( against Lovers . And ftruck with Rays of profp'rous Fortune ...
... Rhodes . The Bruifes of Affliction's heavy Hand . DAven . Siege of They feel not Joy , who have not Sorrow felt : We thro ' Afflictions make our Way to Heav'n . D'Aven . Law ( against Lovers . And ftruck with Rays of profp'rous Fortune ...
Pàgina 56
... Siege of Rhodes . ASTROLOGY , and ASTRONO MY . He fhews them now Tow'rs of prodigious Height , Where Nature's Friends , Philofophers , remain , To cenfure Meteors in their Caufe and Flight , And watch the Winds Authority on Rain ...
... Siege of Rhodes . ASTROLOGY , and ASTRONO MY . He fhews them now Tow'rs of prodigious Height , Where Nature's Friends , Philofophers , remain , To cenfure Meteors in their Caufe and Flight , And watch the Winds Authority on Rain ...
Pàgina 204
... Siege of Rhodes . Who has affay'd no Danger , gains no Praife . Prior . Great Things thro ' greatest Hazards are atchiev'd ; Beaum . Loy . Sub .. Danger ! thou Dwarf drefs'd up in Giant's Cloaths , That fhew'ft far off ftill greater ...
... Siege of Rhodes . Who has affay'd no Danger , gains no Praife . Prior . Great Things thro ' greatest Hazards are atchiev'd ; Beaum . Loy . Sub .. Danger ! thou Dwarf drefs'd up in Giant's Cloaths , That fhew'ft far off ftill greater ...
Pàgina 210
... Siege of Rhodes Thou doft , O Death , a peaceful Harbour lie , Upon the Margin of Eternity ; Where the rough Waves of Times impetuous Tide Their Motion lofe , and quietly fubfide : Weary , they roul their drowsy Heads asleep At the dark ...
... Siege of Rhodes Thou doft , O Death , a peaceful Harbour lie , Upon the Margin of Eternity ; Where the rough Waves of Times impetuous Tide Their Motion lofe , and quietly fubfide : Weary , they roul their drowsy Heads asleep At the dark ...
Pàgina 263
... Siege of Rhodes . When Tides of youthful Blood run high , And Scenes of promis'd Joys are nigh ; Health prefuming , Beauty blooming , Oh , how dreadful ' tis to die ! Add . Rof . But why do we thy Death untimely deem , Or Fate blafpheme ...
... Siege of Rhodes . When Tides of youthful Blood run high , And Scenes of promis'd Joys are nigh ; Health prefuming , Beauty blooming , Oh , how dreadful ' tis to die ! Add . Rof . But why do we thy Death untimely deem , Or Fate blafpheme ...
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Poetical Miscellanies, Consisting of Original Poems and Translations: By the ... Sir Richard Steele Visualització completa - 1714 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 237 - O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion, like the god Of this new world; at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads ; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun ! to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...
Pàgina 236 - Hell within him; for within him Hell He brings, and round about him, nor from Hell One step, no more than from himself, can fly By change of place...
Pàgina 237 - Ah, wherefore! he deserved no such return From me, whom he created what I was In that bright eminence, and with his good Upbraided none; nor was his service hard.
Pàgina 149 - tis fair, yet seems to call a coach. The tuck'd-up sempstress walks with hasty strides, While streams run down her oil'd umbrella's sides. Here various kinds, by various fortunes led, Commence acquaintance underneath a shed. Triumphant Tories and desponding Whigs Forget their feuds, and join to save their wigs.
Pàgina 235 - O prince, O chief of many throned powers, That led the embattled seraphim to war Under thy conduct, and in dreadful deeds 130 Fearless, endangered heaven's perpetual king; And put to proof his high supremacy, Whether upheld by strength, or chance, or fate...
Pàgina 358 - Clusters in the Sun, Others to tread the liquid Harvest join, The groaning Presses foam with Floods of Wine. Here are the Vines in early Flow'r descry'd, Here Grapes discolour'd on the sunny Side, And there in Autumn's richest Purple dy'd.
Pàgina 334 - Oft, as in Airy Rings they skim the Heath, The clam'rous Plovers feel the Leaden Death: Oft as the mounting Larks their Notes prepare, They fall, and leave their little Lives in Air.
Pàgina 294 - WHAT shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own ? I shall, like beasts or common people, die, Unless you write my elegy ; Whilst others great, by being born, are grown; Their mothers' labour, not their own. In this scale gold, in th' other fame does lie, The weight of that mounts this so high.
Pàgina 10 - O'er craggy mountains, and the flowery plain ; Through brakes and thickets forc'd his way, and flew Through many a ring, where once he did pursue. In vain he oft...
Pàgina 326 - Let India boast her plants, nor envy we The weeping amber, or the balmy tree, While by our oaks the precious loads are borne, And realms commanded which those trees adorn.