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... reason is weigh'd down by popular air , Who , by that , vainly talks of baffling death ; And hopes to lengthen life by a transfufion of breath , Which yet whoe'er examines right will find To be an art as vain as bottling up of wind ...
... reason is weigh'd down by popular air , Who , by that , vainly talks of baffling death ; And hopes to lengthen life by a transfufion of breath , Which yet whoe'er examines right will find To be an art as vain as bottling up of wind ...
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... reasons , I was Not - in - game . Now my new benefactors have brought me about , And I'll vote against Peace , with Spain , or without : Though the Court gives my nephews , and brothers , and coufins , And all my whole family , places ...
... reasons , I was Not - in - game . Now my new benefactors have brought me about , And I'll vote against Peace , with Spain , or without : Though the Court gives my nephews , and brothers , and coufins , And all my whole family , places ...
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... reason they complain , This infant fhall reftore my reign . I'll fearch where every virtue dwells , From courts inclufive down to cells : What preachers talk , or fages write ; Thefe I will gather and unite , And reprefent them to ...
... reason they complain , This infant fhall reftore my reign . I'll fearch where every virtue dwells , From courts inclufive down to cells : What preachers talk , or fages write ; Thefe I will gather and unite , And reprefent them to ...
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... reason was her guide in love . She thought he had himself describ'd , His doctrines when the firft imbib'd : What he had planted , now was grown ;. His virtues the might call her own ; 655 660 .665 . 670 6755 680 As As he approves , as ...
... reason was her guide in love . She thought he had himself describ'd , His doctrines when the firft imbib'd : What he had planted , now was grown ;. His virtues the might call her own ; 655 660 .665 . 670 6755 680 As As he approves , as ...
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... reasons laft , and then Decreed the cause against the men . 855 But , in a weighty cafe like this , To fhew fhe did not judge amifs , Which evil tongues might elfe report , She made a fpeech in open court ; Wherein the grievously ...
... reasons laft , and then Decreed the cause against the men . 855 But , in a weighty cafe like this , To fhew fhe did not judge amifs , Which evil tongues might elfe report , She made a fpeech in open court ; Wherein the grievously ...
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The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and ..., Zväzok 39 Samuel Johnson Úplné zobrazenie - 1779 |
The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and ..., Zväzok 39 Samuel Johnson Úplné zobrazenie - 1790 |
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Strana 20 - Madam, I die without your grace"— « Item, for half a yard of lace." Who that had wit would place it here, For every peeping fop to jeer ? In power of fpittle and a clout, Whene'er he pleafe, to blot it out; And then, to heighten the difgrace, Clap his own nonfenfe in the place. Whoe'er
Strana 49 - to the top> As if they ne'er had touch'da drop. The good old couple were amaz'd, 35 And often on each other gaz'd ; For both were frighten'd to the heart, And juft began to cry, — What art! Then foftly turn'd afide to view Whether the lights were burning blue.
Strana 92 - From Pope, from Parnell, or from Gay ?" Such tattle often entertains • 95 My lord and me as far as Staines, As once a week we travel down To Windfor, and again to town, Where all that pafles inter
Strana 89 - clear, •*• For life, fix hundred pounds a-year, A handfome houfe to lodge a friend,. A river at my garden's end, A terrace-walk, and half a rood £: Of land fet out to plant a Wood. Well, now I have all this and more, I afk not to increafe my
Strana 334 - afliam'd to ufe a glafs; And till I fee them with thefe eyes, •» ' Whoever fays you have them, lies. No length of time can make you quit Honour and virtue, fenfe and wit : Thus you may ftill be young to me, While I can better bear than fee. Oh, ne'er may Fortune
Strana 159 - Tis never by invention got, Men have it when they know it not. Our converfation to refine, Humour and wit muft both combine : From both we learn to railly well, Wherein fometimes the French excel. Voiture, in various lights, difplays That irony which turns to praife : His genius firft
Strana 25 - Truly, fays he, Mrs. Nab, it might become you to be more civil; If your money be gone, as a learned divine fays, d'ye fee, You .are no text for my handling ; fo take that from me : I was never taken for a conjurer before, I'd have you to know.
Strana 170 - you live to fee the day When Stella's locks muft all be grey. When age muft print a furrow'd trace On every feature of her face ; Though you, and all your fenfelefs tribe, Could art, or time, or nature bribe, To make you look like Beauty's
Strana 51 - which it cannot turn. The groaning-chair began to crawl, •85 Like a huge fnail, along the wall; There ftuck aloft in public view, And, with fmall change, a pulpit grew. The porringers, that in a row Hung high, and made a glittering
Strana 95 - the Queen A dangerous treatife J writ againft the fpleen; Which, by the ftyle, the matter, and the drift, 'Tis thought could be the work of none but Swift. Poor York ! the harmlefs tool of others hate j He fues for pardon ||, and repents too late. Now,