The Art of English Poetry Containing: Rules for making verses. A collection of the most natural, agreeable and sublime thoughts (!) ... that are to be found in the best English poets. A dictionary of rhymes. I.. II.. III.S. Buckley, 1710 - 554 pàgines |
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... Shak . Sir John Denham Denh . Mr. Southern South . Mr. Dennis Den . Dr.Sprat Bifh . of Roch . Sprat . Earl of Dorfet Dorf . Mr. Stafford Staff . Dryden Mr. Duke Dryd . Mr. Stepney Step . Duke , Sir John Suckling Suckl . Dr. Garth Gar ...
... Shak . Sir John Denham Denh . Mr. Southern South . Mr. Dennis Den . Dr.Sprat Bifh . of Roch . Sprat . Earl of Dorfet Dorf . Mr. Stafford Staff . Dryden Mr. Duke Dryd . Mr. Stepney Step . Duke , Sir John Suckling Suckl . Dr. Garth Gar ...
Pàgina 9
... Shak . Hen . 6 . Shak . Mach . Bodies and cloaths himself with thicken'd Air , All like a comely Youth , in Life's fresh Bloom , Rare Workmanship , and wrought by heav'nly Loom ! He took for Skin a Cloud most soft and bright , That e'er ...
... Shak . Hen . 6 . Shak . Mach . Bodies and cloaths himself with thicken'd Air , All like a comely Youth , in Life's fresh Bloom , Rare Workmanship , and wrought by heav'nly Loom ! He took for Skin a Cloud most soft and bright , That e'er ...
Pàgina 11
... Shak . Hen . 8 . How . Ind . Queen¡ Thus in Battalia march embody'd Ants , Fearful of Winter , and of future Wants , T'invade the Corn ; and to their Cells convey The plunder'd Forrage of their yellow Prey . The fable Troops , along the ...
... Shak . Hen . 8 . How . Ind . Queen¡ Thus in Battalia march embody'd Ants , Fearful of Winter , and of future Wants , T'invade the Corn ; and to their Cells convey The plunder'd Forrage of their yellow Prey . The fable Troops , along the ...
Pàgina 12
... Shak . Rom . & Fut . His Shop the gazing Vulgar's Eyes employs With foreign Trinkets , and domestick Toys : Here Mummies lay , moft reverendly ftale , And there the Tortoife hung her Coat of Mail ; Not far from fome huge Shark's ...
... Shak . Rom . & Fut . His Shop the gazing Vulgar's Eyes employs With foreign Trinkets , and domestick Toys : Here Mummies lay , moft reverendly ftale , And there the Tortoife hung her Coat of Mail ; Not far from fome huge Shark's ...
Pàgina 13
... Shak.Haml . The fhouting Cries Of the pleas'd People rend the vaulted Skies . The Fields around with Io Peans ring , And Peals of Shouts applaud the conqu'ring King . Dryd . Virg . Shouts from the fav'ring Multitude arise , Applauding ...
... Shak.Haml . The fhouting Cries Of the pleas'd People rend the vaulted Skies . The Fields around with Io Peans ring , And Peals of Shouts applaud the conqu'ring King . Dryd . Virg . Shouts from the fav'ring Multitude arise , Applauding ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 179 - I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Pàgina 455 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake ; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg and howlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble ; 20 Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Third Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, Witches...
Pàgina 337 - That he should weep for her? What would he do Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears, And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears.
Pàgina 269 - Hail wedded Love, mysterious law, true source Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else. By thee adulterous lust was driven from men Among the bestial herds to range; by thee, Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother first were known.
Pàgina 389 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Pàgina 320 - The birds their choir apply ; airs, vernal airs, Breathing the smell of field and grove, attune The trembling leaves, while universal Pan, Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance, Led on the eternal Spring.
Pàgina 176 - That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind ; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer, My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass, and yet there Dwelt all that's good and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Pàgina 319 - Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Pàgina 386 - I did hear him groan; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas!
Pàgina 299 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war...