Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry: Vol. V.John Bell, 1789 - 200 strán (strany) |
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... Till madly zealous , impotently vain , He forfeits every praise he pants to gain . Thus still imperious Nature plies her part ; And still her dictates work in every heart . Each pow'r that sovʼreign Nature bids enjoy , Man may corrupt ...
... Till madly zealous , impotently vain , He forfeits every praise he pants to gain . Thus still imperious Nature plies her part ; And still her dictates work in every heart . Each pow'r that sovʼreign Nature bids enjoy , Man may corrupt ...
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... Till madly zealous , impotently vain , He forfeits every praise he pants to gain . Thus still imperious Nature plies her part ; And still her dictates work in every heart . Each pow'r that sovʼreign Nature bids enjoy , Man may corrupt ...
... Till madly zealous , impotently vain , He forfeits every praise he pants to gain . Thus still imperious Nature plies her part ; And still her dictates work in every heart . Each pow'r that sovʼreign Nature bids enjoy , Man may corrupt ...
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... Till all the daemon starts up from the toad . O sordid maxim , form'd to screen the vile , That true good - nature still must wear a smile ! In frowns array'd her beauties stronger rise , When love EPISTLES SATIRICAL Epist . L.
... Till all the daemon starts up from the toad . O sordid maxim , form'd to screen the vile , That true good - nature still must wear a smile ! In frowns array'd her beauties stronger rise , When love EPISTLES SATIRICAL Epist . L.
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... Till the sons blush at what their fathers were : Ere yet ' twas beggary the great to trust ; Ere yet ' twas quite a folly to be just ; When low - born sharpers only dar'd a lie , Or falsify'd the card , or cogg'd the dye : Ere lewdness ...
... Till the sons blush at what their fathers were : Ere yet ' twas beggary the great to trust ; Ere yet ' twas quite a folly to be just ; When low - born sharpers only dar'd a lie , Or falsify'd the card , or cogg'd the dye : Ere lewdness ...
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... Till all her wrath involves the guilty world . Yet SATIRE oft assumes a gentler mien , And beams on Virtue's friends a look serene : She wounds reluctant , pours her balm with joy , Glad to commend where merit strikes her eye . But ...
... Till all her wrath involves the guilty world . Yet SATIRE oft assumes a gentler mien , And beams on Virtue's friends a look serene : She wounds reluctant , pours her balm with joy , Glad to commend where merit strikes her eye . But ...
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Bard beauty Behold Bishop of Gloucester boast bold breast Brentford bright Britain's charms Colley Cibber court dare Democritus destin'd e'er Emperor of China EPISTLES SATIRICAL eunuchs ev'n facundia fair fame fancy Fashion fate fav'rite fear fire flame folly fool frown genius gibbets give glory gold golden reign good-natur'd grace Graecian haec hate hear heart heav'n honor hope Houyhnhnm ibid king land laugh lie Fit lord mankind merit mighty mind Muse ne'er Newmarket night numbers nunc o'er once passion Pindaric pleas'd Poet Pope pow'r praise pride quae Quam quid quod rage refin'd reign resistless ridicule rise risum SATIRE's SATIRICAL AND PRECEPTIVE scarce scenes scorn sense shame shew shine shun skies slave smile speak taste thou thought toil tongue truth Tyburn vice vide virtue Virtue's voice wise words Wreath youth
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Strana 20 - His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand ; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Strana 19 - The march begins in military state, And nations on his eye suspended wait; Stern Famine guards the solitary coast, And Winter barricades the realms of Frost; He comes, nor want nor cold his course delay; — Hide, blushing glory, hide Pultowa's day...
Strana 16 - Speak thou whose thoughts at humble peace repine, Shall Wolsey's wealth, with Wolsey's end, be thine ? Or liv'st thou now, with safer pride content, The wisest justice on the banks of Trent ? For why did Wolsey, near the steeps of fate, On weak foundations raise th...
Strana 23 - Lydia's monarch should the search descend, By Solon caution'd to regard his end, In life's last scene what prodigies surprise, Fears of the brave, and follies of the wise? From Marlb'rough's eyes the streams of dotage flow, And Swift expires a driveller and a show.
Strana 17 - Should no disease thy torpid veins invade, Nor Melancholy's phantoms haunt thy shade ; Yet hope not life from grief or danger free, Nor think the doom of man revers'd for thee...
Strana 12 - LET observation, with extensive view, Survey mankind, from China to Peru ; Remark each anxious toil, each eager strife, And watch the busy scenes of crowded life...
Strana 19 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride? How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire...
Strana 24 - Where then shall hope and fear their objects find ? Must dull suspense corrupt the stagnant mind ? Must helpless man, in ignorance sedate, Roll darkling down the torrent of his fate...
Strana 23 - The teeming mother anxious for her race, Begs for each birth the fortune of a face: Yet Vane could tell what ills from beauty spring; And Sedley curs'd the form that pleas'da king.
Strana 29 - But what, my friend, what hope remains for me, Who start at theft, and blush at perjury ? Who scarce forbear, though Britain's court...