The Poetical Works of Edward Young, Zväzok 2Bell and Daldy, 1858 |
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... been done Within the sight of conscious stars or sun , VOL . II . 1 The Duke of Marlborough . B Is far beneath my daring : I look down On THE LAST DAY In Three Books Book I II 24 The Force of Religion; or, Vanquished Love 35 44.
... been done Within the sight of conscious stars or sun , VOL . II . 1 The Duke of Marlborough . B Is far beneath my daring : I look down On THE LAST DAY In Three Books Book I II 24 The Force of Religion; or, Vanquished Love 35 44.
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Edward Young. Is far beneath my daring : I look down On all the splendours of the British crown . This globe is for my verse a narrow bound ; Attend me , all the glorious worlds around ! O ! all ye angels , howsoe'er disjoin'd , Of every ...
Edward Young. Is far beneath my daring : I look down On all the splendours of the British crown . This globe is for my verse a narrow bound ; Attend me , all the glorious worlds around ! O ! all ye angels , howsoe'er disjoin'd , Of every ...
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... beneath the throne of God . Such , earth , thy fate : what then canst thou afford To comfort and support thy guilty lord ? Man , haughty lord of all beneath the moon , How must he bend his soul's ambition down ? Prostrate , the reptile ...
... beneath the throne of God . Such , earth , thy fate : what then canst thou afford To comfort and support thy guilty lord ? Man , haughty lord of all beneath the moon , How must he bend his soul's ambition down ? Prostrate , the reptile ...
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... Beneath the terrors of thy lifted hand ? It flies the reach of thought ; oh , save me , Power Of powers supreme , in that tremendous hour ! Thou who beneath the frown of fate hast stood , And in thy dreadful agony sweat blood ; Thou ...
... Beneath the terrors of thy lifted hand ? It flies the reach of thought ; oh , save me , Power Of powers supreme , in that tremendous hour ! Thou who beneath the frown of fate hast stood , And in thy dreadful agony sweat blood ; Thou ...
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... beneath , and touch the sky ; When death draws near , the mariners aghast , Look back with terror on their actions past ; Their courage sickens into deep dismay , Their hearts , thro ' fear and anguish , melt away ; Nor tears , nor ...
... beneath , and touch the sky ; When death draws near , the mariners aghast , Look back with terror on their actions past ; Their courage sickens into deep dismay , Their hearts , thro ' fear and anguish , melt away ; Nor tears , nor ...
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awful beams beneath bless bliss blood bloom boast bold book of Job breast bright Britain Britannia's Britons charms Clodio Codrus Confessio Amantis crown dare dark death deep distant divine dreadful earth EDWARD YOUNG eternal fair fame fate fear fire flame fool frown genius give glorious glory glow gods golden grace groans heart heaven honour human immortal JOHN MITFORD kings labour leviathan lord mankind mighty mind monarchs muse nature nature's ne'er night numbers nymphs o'er pain passion peace Pindar praise pride proud rage reign renown rise roar sacred satire scene seas shine sight sing skies smile soul spleen stars storm strain sweet swell sword tempest thee theme thine thou thought thro throne thunder toil Trade trembling triumph truth twill VIRG virtue virtue's Voltaire wealth winds wisdom wise
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Strana 151 - The praise of Bacchus then the sweet musician sung, Of Bacchus ever fair, and ever young. The jolly god in triumph comes ; Sound the trumpets, beat the drums ; Flushed with a purple grace He shows his honest face : Now give the hautboys breath ; he comes, he comes.
Strana 317 - Ye restless men ! who pant for letter'd praise, With whom would you consult to gain the bays? With those great authors whose fam'd works you read? 'Tis well ; go, then, consult the laurcl'd shade, What answer will the laurel'd shade return?
Strana 111 - 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...
Strana 135 - 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.
Strana 72 - As in smooth oil the razor best is whet, So wit is by politeness sharpest set : Their want of edge from their offence is seen ; Both pain us least when exquisitely keen.
Strana 193 - Britain boasts her empire o'er the deep, This marble shall compel the brave to weep : As men, as Britons, and as soldiers, mourn — ' Tis dauntless, loyal, virtuous Beauclerk's urn. Sweet were his manners as his soul was great, And ripe his worth, though immature his fate; Each tender grace that joy and love...
Strana 136 - Some future strain, in which the Muse shall tell How science dwindles, and how volumes swell. How commentators each dark passage shun, And hold their farthing candle to the Sun.
Strana 67 - Nor envies, when a gipsy you commit, And shake the clumsy bench with country wit ; When you the dullest of dull things have said, And then ask pardon for the jest you made.