The Art of English Poetry Containing: Rules for making verses. A collection of the most natural, agreeable and sublime thoughts (!) ... that are to be found in the best English poets. A dictionary of rhymes. I.. II.. III.S. Buckley, 1710 - 554 strán (strany) |
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... Night . Quack 75 Nightingale . 307 Quiet 363 Kindness . Kingness . Nobility . 308 St 232 Noon . 310 Race 363 St Kissing . Knight Errant } 235 Nothing . 310 Rage 364 St Novelty . 311 Rainbo 366 St Nunnery 312 Rape 366 S1 Labyrinthy 236 ...
... Night . Quack 75 Nightingale . 307 Quiet 363 Kindness . Kingness . Nobility . 308 St 232 Noon . 310 Race 363 St Kissing . Knight Errant } 235 Nothing . 310 Rage 364 St Novelty . 311 Rainbo 366 St Nunnery 312 Rape 366 S1 Labyrinthy 236 ...
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... Night . What Syno- nymes , but Words of a like Signification ? as Fear , Dread , Terrour , Confternation , Af- fright , Difmay , & c . Are they not then natu- rally to be fought for in the Defcriptions of Perfons and Things ? And can we ...
... Night . What Syno- nymes , but Words of a like Signification ? as Fear , Dread , Terrour , Confternation , Af- fright , Difmay , & c . Are they not then natu- rally to be fought for in the Defcriptions of Perfons and Things ? And can we ...
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... Night . Wall . A Second fort of Hiatus , and that ought no lefs to be avoided , is , when a Word that ends in a Vowel that cannot be cut off , is plac'd before one that begins by the fame Vowel , or one that has the like Sound ; as ...
... Night . Wall . A Second fort of Hiatus , and that ought no lefs to be avoided , is , when a Word that ends in a Vowel that cannot be cut off , is plac'd before one that begins by the fame Vowel , or one that has the like Sound ; as ...
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... Nights . Ab lovely Thief ! what wilt thou do ? What , rob me of Heav'n too ! Thou ev'n my Prayers dost from me steal ... Night which Men to thee allow , And chufe t'enjoy thee , when thou least art thou . Cowl . In the following Example ...
... Nights . Ab lovely Thief ! what wilt thou do ? What , rob me of Heav'n too ! Thou ev'n my Prayers dost from me steal ... Night which Men to thee allow , And chufe t'enjoy thee , when thou least art thou . Cowl . In the following Example ...
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... Night Circle his Throne rejoycing , you in Heaven . On Earth ! joyn all ye Creatures , to extol Him firft , him laft , him midft , and without end . Fairest of Stars ! laft in the Train of Night , If better thou belong not to the Dawn ...
... Night Circle his Throne rejoycing , you in Heaven . On Earth ! joyn all ye Creatures , to extol Him firft , him laft , him midft , and without end . Fairest of Stars ! laft in the Train of Night , If better thou belong not to the Dawn ...
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Strana 179 - I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Strana 455 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake ; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg and howlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble ; 20 Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Third Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, Witches...
Strana 337 - That he should weep for her? What would he do Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears, And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears.
Strana 269 - Hail wedded Love, mysterious law, true source Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else. By thee adulterous lust was driven from men Among the bestial herds to range; by thee, Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother first were known.
Strana 389 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Strana 320 - The birds their choir apply ; airs, vernal airs, Breathing the smell of field and grove, attune The trembling leaves, while universal Pan, Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance, Led on the eternal Spring.
Strana 176 - That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind ; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer, My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass, and yet there Dwelt all that's good and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Strana 319 - Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Strana 386 - I did hear him groan; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas!
Strana 299 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war...