Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to Churchill ...J. Bell, 1803 - English poetry |
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Page 65
... true dig- nily of mankind , are not sure of being successful , but with regard to one individual in it . It is this conduct that justly makes a wit a term of reproach . Which puts me in mind of Plato's fable of the birth of Love , ene ...
... true dig- nily of mankind , are not sure of being successful , but with regard to one individual in it . It is this conduct that justly makes a wit a term of reproach . Which puts me in mind of Plato's fable of the birth of Love , ene ...
Page 67
... true to Virtue's cause ! Thou shining supplement of public laws ! When flatter'd crimes of a licentious age Reproach our silence , and demand our rage ; When purchas'd follies , from each distant land , Like arts , improve in Britain's ...
... true to Virtue's cause ! Thou shining supplement of public laws ! When flatter'd crimes of a licentious age Reproach our silence , and demand our rage ; When purchas'd follies , from each distant land , Like arts , improve in Britain's ...
Page 73
... true , The pile is finish'd , ev'ry toil is past , And full perfection is arrriv'd at last ; When , lo ! my Lord to some small corner runs , And leaves state - rooms to strangers and to duns . 170 The man who builds , and wants ...
... true , The pile is finish'd , ev'ry toil is past , And full perfection is arrriv'd at last ; When , lo ! my Lord to some small corner runs , And leaves state - rooms to strangers and to duns . 170 The man who builds , and wants ...
Page 74
... True wisdom is the price of happiness ; Yet few without long discipline are sage , And our youth only lays up sighs for age . But how , my Muse ! canst thou resist so long The bright temptation of the courtly throng , Thy most inviting ...
... True wisdom is the price of happiness ; Yet few without long discipline are sage , And our youth only lays up sighs for age . But how , my Muse ! canst thou resist so long The bright temptation of the courtly throng , Thy most inviting ...
Page 84
... true , And adds , " The learn'd delight in something new . ' Is't not enough the blockhead scarce can read , But must he wisely look , and gravely plead ? As far a formalist from wisdom sits , In judging eyes , as libertines from wits ...
... true , And adds , " The learn'd delight in something new . ' Is't not enough the blockhead scarce can read , But must he wisely look , and gravely plead ? As far a formalist from wisdom sits , In judging eyes , as libertines from wits ...
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awful beams beneath billows bless bless'd bliss blood bloom boast bold book of Job breast bright Britain Britannia's Britons charms clouds Codrus crown dæmon dare dark death deep distant divine dreadful earth empire eternal ev'n ev'ry fair fame fate fire fix'd flame foes fool frown gen'rous genius give glorious glory glow gods grace groan guilt heart Heav'n human immortal isle JOSEPH ADDISON kings leviathan Lord mankind mighty monarchs mortal Muse Nature Nature's ne'er nectar drink night numbers nymphs o'er pain peace Pindar pow'r praise pride proud rage reign renown resign'd rise roar sacred Satire SATIRE IV SATIRE VI seas shine sing skies smile song soul stars storm strain stream swell sword tempest terror thee theme thine thou thought thro throne thunder toil Trade trembling triumph truth twill virtue Virtue's wealth winds wise
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Page 125 - Tis greatly wise to know before we're told The melancholy news that we grow old. Autumnal Lyce carries in her face Memento mori to each public place. O how your beating breast a mistress warms Who looks through spectacles to see your charms ! While rival undertakers hover round, And with his spade the sexton marks the ground, Intent not on her own, but others' doom, She plans new conquests and defrauds the tomb.
Page 152 - One to destroy is murder by the law, And gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe ; To murder thousands takes a specious name, War's glorious art, and gives immortal fame.
Page 135 - Think nought a trifle, though it small appear ; Small sands the mountain, moments make the year, And trifles life.
Page 27 - And with strong faith foment the holy fire ! Stretch out my soul in hope, and grasp the prize, Which in eternity's deep bosom lies ! At the great day of recompense behold, Devoid of fear, the fatal book unfold ! Then wafted upward to the blissful seat, From age to age, my grateful song repeat ; My light, my life, my God, my Saviour see, And rival angels in the praise of thee.
Page 133 - Thus strictly prov'd this virtuous, loving wife, Her husband's pain was dearer than her life. Anxious Melania rises to my view, Who never thinks her lover pays his due : Visit, present, treat, flatter, and adore ; Her majesty, to-morrow, calls for more. His wounded ears complaints eternal fill, As unoil'd hinges, querulously shrill. " You went last night with Celia to the ball.
Page 94 - For, lo ! Philander, of reproach afraid, In secret loves his wife, but keeps her maid. Some nymphs sell reputation ; others buy ; And love a market where the rates run high : Italian music's sweet, because 'tis dear ; Their vanity is tickled, not their ear : Their tastes would lessen, if the prices fell, And Shakespeare's wretched stuff do quite as well; Away the disenchanted fair would throng, And own that English is their mother tongue.
Page 124 - Across the room, and toss into the chair. So far their commerce with mankind is gone, They, for our manners, have exchang'd their own. The modest look, the castigated grace, The gentle movement, and slow-measur'd pace, For which her lovers died, her parents paid, Are indecorums with the modern maid.
Page 164 - With fame, in just proportion, envy grows ; The man that makes a character, makes foes : Slight, peevish insects round a genius rise, As a bright day awakes the world of flies ; With hearty malice, but with feeble wing, (To show they live) they flutter, and they sting : But as by depredations wasps proclaim The fairest fruit, so these the fairest fame.
Page 83 - Of court and town the noontide masquerade ; Where swarms of knaves the vizor quite disgrace, And hide secure behind a naked face ? Where nature's end of language is declin'd, And men talk only to conceal the mind...
Page 138 - On others' fame, thro' fondness for our own. Of rank and riches proud, Cleora frowns ; For are not coronets akin to crowns ? Her greedy eye, and her sublime address, The height of avarice and pride confess.