The Modern Dunciad: Virgil in London and Other PoemsPickering, 1835 - 342 Seiten |
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... pow'r , Gale Jones his tub shall lend thee for an hour ! Whether thou warble in inflated style , King Brian's glories in the " Emerald Isle ; " * Mr. Mawman ( “ His mind unletter'd , though he dealt in Books ! " ) is suspected of ...
... pow'r , Gale Jones his tub shall lend thee for an hour ! Whether thou warble in inflated style , King Brian's glories in the " Emerald Isle ; " * Mr. Mawman ( “ His mind unletter'd , though he dealt in Books ! " ) is suspected of ...
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... pow'r , which all must dread , Thy touch turns gold and silver into lead . Lo , at thy name what hosts of Dunces rise ! Dulness awakes , and rubs her drowsy eyes , With sleepy haste the poppy wreath prepares , To crown her fav'rite bard ...
... pow'r , which all must dread , Thy touch turns gold and silver into lead . Lo , at thy name what hosts of Dunces rise ! Dulness awakes , and rubs her drowsy eyes , With sleepy haste the poppy wreath prepares , To crown her fav'rite bard ...
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... pow'r , For musick * now must charm the vacant hour ; Genius ! too meanly priz'd on earth , Immortal star of heav'nly birth ! How dazzling shine thy morning beams , What ardent hopes , what golden dreams , And summer prospects fondly ...
... pow'r , For musick * now must charm the vacant hour ; Genius ! too meanly priz'd on earth , Immortal star of heav'nly birth ! How dazzling shine thy morning beams , What ardent hopes , what golden dreams , And summer prospects fondly ...
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... pow'r the captive soul . Long may Britannia feel the ardent flame , And boast his glorious , his immortal name ; obscured the brightest talents . By those who might be called his rivals in literature , he was panegyrized and beloved ...
... pow'r the captive soul . Long may Britannia feel the ardent flame , And boast his glorious , his immortal name ; obscured the brightest talents . By those who might be called his rivals in literature , he was panegyrized and beloved ...
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... pow'r nor place be giv❜n , Faith , ' tis a sorry change for him ! The Grand Question debated . Cries starch Mrs. Sidmouth to grave Mrs. Van , 66 I cannot conceive what the deuce there can be in us , That the Prince to promote us should ...
... pow'r nor place be giv❜n , Faith , ' tis a sorry change for him ! The Grand Question debated . Cries starch Mrs. Sidmouth to grave Mrs. Van , 66 I cannot conceive what the deuce there can be in us , That the Prince to promote us should ...
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ancient applause bard beautiful behold Ben Jonson blest breath bright character charm comedy court critics death delight divine dull dulness dunce Dunciad ECLOGUE eternal ev'ry fair fairy fame fate fears feel fire fond fool fustian genius give glorious glory grace grave Hail hast hath hear heart Heav'n hope humour immortal John Gwilliam Jonson King Lady Lady Morgan live Lord lov'd Lucretius lyre merry Midsummer Night's Dream mind MONODY mourn Muse ne'er never night numbers o'er once passion play poet poet's pow'r praise pride Prince prose racter rage rhyme rogue sacred Satire scene Shakespeare shame Silent Woman sing Sir Huon Sir Walter Scott smile song sorrow soul spirit strain sublime sung sweet taste tear thee Theodore Melville thine thou tomb town truth Twas verse vice Virgil virtue youth
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Seite 117 - In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
Seite 62 - The Lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic. Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives...
Seite 98 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Seite 89 - While round the armed bands Did clap their bloody hands. He nothing common did or mean Upon that memorable scene, But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try; Nor call'd the Gods, with vulgar spite, To vindicate his helpless right ; But bow'd his comely head Down, as upon a bed.
Seite 119 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year: Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal Boy! This can unlock the gates of Joy; Of Horror that, and thrilling Fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic Tears.
Seite 62 - The seasons alter : hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose : And on old Hyems' chin and icy crown, An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set.
Seite 131 - Fortunate senex, ergo tua rura manebunt! et tibi magna satis, quamvis lapis omnia nudus limosoque palus obducat pascua iunco.
Seite 82 - If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Seite 62 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that, which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness.
Seite 91 - That place, that does Contain my books, the best companions, is To me a glorious court, where hourly I Converse with the old sages and philosophers; And sometimes for variety I confer With kings and emperors, and weigh their counsels; Calling their victories, if unjustly got, Unto a strict account; and in my fancy, Deface their ill-placed statues.