Metrical epitaphs, ancient and modern, ed. by J. Booth |
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Strana 4
... wrote his famous " Prolegomena ad Homerum , ” and endeavoured to prove that Troy and such a personage as Homer , the reputed author of these epics , never existed . This led to much controversy , in which extraordinary learning is ...
... wrote his famous " Prolegomena ad Homerum , ” and endeavoured to prove that Troy and such a personage as Homer , the reputed author of these epics , never existed . This led to much controversy , in which extraordinary learning is ...
Strana 6
... to all Greece ; and therefore Thebes , it would appear , like other cities , laid claim to Homer . • Hesiod is the first ancient Greek poet who wrote on Agricul- Shall them , sweet Orpheus , lead ; No more 6 EPITAPHS FROM THE.
... to all Greece ; and therefore Thebes , it would appear , like other cities , laid claim to Homer . • Hesiod is the first ancient Greek poet who wrote on Agricul- Shall them , sweet Orpheus , lead ; No more 6 EPITAPHS FROM THE.
Strana 13
... wrote , too , a parody on the Iliad . " He occupies a middle place between Archilochus and Aristophanes . He is as bitter , but not so earnest , as the former ; while in lightness and jocoseness he more resembles the latter . " Its 16 ...
... wrote , too , a parody on the Iliad . " He occupies a middle place between Archilochus and Aristophanes . He is as bitter , but not so earnest , as the former ; while in lightness and jocoseness he more resembles the latter . " Its 16 ...
Strana 16
... wrote were suggested by the above : - No friend's complaint , no kind domestic tear , Pleased thy pale ghost , or graced thy mournful bier ; By foreign hands thy dying eyes were closed , By foreign hands thy decent limbs composed , By ...
... wrote were suggested by the above : - No friend's complaint , no kind domestic tear , Pleased thy pale ghost , or graced thy mournful bier ; By foreign hands thy dying eyes were closed , By foreign hands thy decent limbs composed , By ...
Strana 38
... wrote , in heroic verse , annals of the Roman Re- public , fragments of which only now remain to us . He dis- played much knowledge of the world , too , in some dramatical and satirical compositions . He was the first epic poet of Rome ...
... wrote , in heroic verse , annals of the Roman Re- public , fragments of which only now remain to us . He dis- played much knowledge of the world , too , in some dramatical and satirical compositions . He was the first epic poet of Rome ...
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Strana 124 - Here Reynolds is laid, and to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind : His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand : His manners were gentle, complying, and bland ; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart : To coxcombs averse, yet most civilly steering, When they judged without skill he was still hard of hearing.
Strana 168 - Here pause — and, thro' the starting tear, Survey this grave. The poor Inhabitant below Was quick to learn and wise to know, And keenly felt the friendly glow, And softer flame, But thoughtless follies laid him low, And stain'd his name ! Reader, attend — whether thy soul Soars fancy's flights beyond the pole, Or darkling grubs this earthly hole, In low pursuit ; Know, prudent, cautious self-control Is wisdom's root.
Strana 128 - THE EPITAPH. Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth, A Youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown; Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send; He gave to Misery all he had, a tear — He gained from Heaven ('twas all he wish'd), a friend.
Strana 123 - Though secure of our hearts, yet confoundedly sick If they were not his own by finessing and trick: He cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleased he could whistle them back.
Strana 122 - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining; Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit; For a patriot too cool; for a drudge disobedient; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemployed or in place, sir, To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks...
Strana 126 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Strana 98 - Statesman, yet friend to truth ! of soul sincere, In action faithful, and in honour clear ; Who broke no promise, served no private end, Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend ; Ennobled by himself, by all approved, And praised, unenvied, by the muse he loved,
Strana 121 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much ; Who, born for the Universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Strana 135 - Are dwindled down to threescore years and ten. Better to hunt in fields for health unbought Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught. The wise for cure on exercise depend ; God never made his work for man to mend.
Strana 97 - Unblam'd through life, lamented in thy end, These are thy honours ! not that here thy bust Is mix'd with heroes, or with...