Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry, Volumes 1-2John Bell, 1789 - English poetry |
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... give Of food and cloaths , and die that we may live : Seasons but change , new pleasures to produce , 120 And elements contend to serve our use : Love's gentle shafts , ambition's tow'ring wings , The pomps of senates , churches ...
... give Of food and cloaths , and die that we may live : Seasons but change , new pleasures to produce , 120 And elements contend to serve our use : Love's gentle shafts , ambition's tow'ring wings , The pomps of senates , churches ...
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... give , With all the wealth his av'rice could receive , ' Midst outward opulence , but inward care , Reproach and want were all he left his heir . - ' Tis true , the patriot well deserves his fame , And from his country just applause may ...
... give , With all the wealth his av'rice could receive , ' Midst outward opulence , but inward care , Reproach and want were all he left his heir . - ' Tis true , the patriot well deserves his fame , And from his country just applause may ...
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... give true Honor ? can expence ? Can luxury ? or can magnificence ? Wild is the purpose , and the fruitless aim , Like a vile prostitute to bribe fair Fame ; Persuasive splendor vainly tempts her ear , And e'en all - potent gold is ...
... give true Honor ? can expence ? Can luxury ? or can magnificence ? Wild is the purpose , and the fruitless aim , Like a vile prostitute to bribe fair Fame ; Persuasive splendor vainly tempts her ear , And e'en all - potent gold is ...
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... give 140 The lasting honor , and bid glory live : On Virtue's basis only fame can rise , To stand the storms of age , and reach the skies : Arts , conquest , greatness , feel the stroke of 32 Epist . V ETHIC EPISTLES .
... give 140 The lasting honor , and bid glory live : On Virtue's basis only fame can rise , To stand the storms of age , and reach the skies : Arts , conquest , greatness , feel the stroke of 32 Epist . V ETHIC EPISTLES .
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... Give SPENSER's clear , and SHAKSPERE's noble flame ; Blaze to the skies in MILTON's ardent song , And kindle the brisk - sallying fire of YOUNG ; These gild each humble verse in modest GAY ; These give to SWIFT the keen , soul ...
... Give SPENSER's clear , and SHAKSPERE's noble flame ; Blaze to the skies in MILTON's ardent song , And kindle the brisk - sallying fire of YOUNG ; These gild each humble verse in modest GAY ; These give to SWIFT the keen , soul ...
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bard beauty Bishop Hoadly bless blest bliss boast breast charms CHRISTOPHER PITT confin'd crowd dear delight design'd diff'rent divine dull Earl ease EPISTLE Ev'n eyes fair fame fancy fate fear Finedon fire flame folly form'd FRANCIS FAWKES give glory gout grace hand happy heart heav'n Hence honor hope Horace hour inchiriation inspir'd ISAAC HAWKINS BROWNE JOHN DOLBEN JOHN HAWKESWORTH king lady laws life's Lord Lord Hervey mankind mind Muse nature's ne'er numbers o'er pain passion peace plain pleas'd pleasure poet Poison'd pow'r praise pride rage rhyme rise sacred sage Sappho scene scorn sense shade shew shine shun slave smile SOAME JENYNS song soul Spleen sure sweet taste teach tell thee thou thought thro toil trembling true truth verse Virtue virtue's VISCOUNT PULTENEY whate'er Whilst WILLIAM MELMOTH wise wretch youth
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Page 148 - And zeal, when baffled, turns to Spleen. Happy the man, who, innocent, Grieves not at ills he can't prevent ; His skiff does with the current glide, Not puffing pulled against the tide.
Page 150 - By reason quell'd, was forc'd to yield. This nurse of arts, and freedom's fence To chain, is treason against sense ; And, Liberty, thy thousand tongues None silence, who design no wrongs ; For those, who use the gag's restraint, First rob, before they stop complaint.
Page 157 - ... goddess, in what happy place Mortals behold thy blooming face ; Thy gracious auspices impart, And for thy temple choose my heart. They, whom thou deignest to inspire, Thy science learn, to bound desire ; By happy...
Page 144 - I'm quite undone ; And han% by vent'ring on a wife, Yet run the greatest risk in life. Mothers, and guardian aunts, forbear Your impious pains to form the fair, Nor lay out so much cost and art, But to deflow'r the virgin heart ; Of every folly-fost'ring bed By quick'ning heat of custom bred. Rather than by your culture spoil' d, Desist, and give us nature wild, Delighted with a hoyden soul, Which truth and innocence control.
Page 150 - I hate. And bite not at projector's bait. Sufficient wrecks appear each day, And yet fresh fools are cast away. Ere well the bubbled can turn round...
Page 38 - As it pleases your mind to your health 'twill redound. After dinner two glasses at least, I approve; Name the first to the King, and the last to your love: Thus cheerful, with wisdom, with innocence, gay, And calm with your joys, gently glide through the day.
Page 159 - Till old Silenus puts them out. There see the clover, pea, and bean, Vie in variety of green ; Fresh pastures speckled o'er with sheep, Brown fields their fallow sabbaths keep, Plump Ceres golden tresses wear, And poppy topknots deck her hair, And silver streams through meadows stray, And Naiads on the margin play, And lesser nymphs on side of hills From plaything urns pour down the rills.
Page 159 - Here stillness, height, and solemn shade Invite, and contemplation aid : Here nymphs from hollow oaks relate The dark decrees and will of fate, And dreams beneath the spreading beech Inspire, and docile fancy teach ; While soft as breezy breath of wind, Impulses rustle through the mind : Here Dryads, scorning Phoebus' ray, While Pan melodious pipes away, In measured motions frisk about, Till old Silenus puts them out.
Page 138 - To cure the mind's wrong bias, Spleen ; Some recommend the bowling-green ; Some, hilly walks ; all, exercise ; Fling but a stone, the giant dies. Laugh and be well. Monkeys have been Extreme good doctors for the Spleen ; And kitten, if the humour hit, Has harlequin'd away the fit.
Page 159 - I enjoy a calm through life ; See faction, safe in low degree, As men at land see storms at sea, And laugh at miserable elves Not kind, so much as to themselves...