The works of ... Joseph Addison, collected by mr. Tickell, Band 51804 |
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... Perhaps by its own ruins sav'd from flame , Some bury'd marble half preserves a name ; That name , the learn'd with fierce disputes pursue , And give to Titus old Vespasian's due . Ambition sigh'd . She found it vain to trust The ...
... Perhaps by its own ruins sav'd from flame , Some bury'd marble half preserves a name ; That name , the learn'd with fierce disputes pursue , And give to Titus old Vespasian's due . Ambition sigh'd . She found it vain to trust The ...
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... perhaps a hun- dred guineas . I find , says Cynthio , that , to have a relish for ancient coins , it is necessary to have a con- tempt of the modern . But I am afraid you will never be able , with all your medallic eloquence , to ...
... perhaps a hun- dred guineas . I find , says Cynthio , that , to have a relish for ancient coins , it is necessary to have a con- tempt of the modern . But I am afraid you will never be able , with all your medallic eloquence , to ...
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... perhaps , without this assistance , would have found it very difficult to have invented such an airy species of beings , when they are obliged to put a moral virtue into colours , or to find out a proper dress for a passion . It is ...
... perhaps , without this assistance , would have found it very difficult to have invented such an airy species of beings , when they are obliged to put a moral virtue into colours , or to find out a proper dress for a passion . It is ...
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... he could learn out of books in a twelve- month . This would cut short the whole study of an- tiquities , and perhaps be much more useful to univer- 1 sities than those collections of whalebone and croco- dile 10 DIALOGUES ON MEDALS .
... he could learn out of books in a twelve- month . This would cut short the whole study of an- tiquities , and perhaps be much more useful to univer- 1 sities than those collections of whalebone and croco- dile 10 DIALOGUES ON MEDALS .
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... perhaps I should not have thought on . But there is another of which I am sure you could not but be sensible when you were at Rome . I must own to you it surprised me to see my Ciceroni so well ac- quainted with the busts and statues of ...
... perhaps I should not have thought on . But there is another of which I am sure you could not but be sensible when you were at Rome . I must own to you it surprised me to see my Ciceroni so well ac- quainted with the busts and statues of ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ancient antiquities Antoninus Pius appear arms atque beautiful Cæsar Campania canton of Berne Christianity church Claudian Commodus CREECH disciples DRYDEN duke emperor enemy famous fancy figure formerly France French Georgic give grotto hand head heathen honour inhabitants inscription Irenæus Italy Julius Cæsar kind king lake learned lived look Lucius Verus marble Marcus Aurelius medals mentioned Mevania miracles modern mountains multitude Naples nation nature noble observed occasion old coins old Roman Ovid Pagan palace particular persons pieces pillars present prince quæ reason reign religion represented republic rise river rocks Rome ruins S. C. Reverse Saviour Saviour's history says Cynthio says Eugenius says Philander seen side Silius Italicus Spanish monarchy stands statues suppose take notice temple thou thought Tiberius tion town Trajan verse VIRG Virgil whole
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 439 - Whosoever . therefore shall confess Me before men, him will I confess also before My Father which is in heaven. But whosoever shall deny Me before men, him will I also deny before My Father which is in heaven.
Seite 2 - Statesman, yet friend to truth ; of soul sincere, In action faithful, and in honour clear ; Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, Who ga'in'd no title, and who lost no friend ; Ennobled by himself, by all approv'd, And prais'd, unenvied, by the Muse he lov'd.
Seite 32 - The man resolv'd, and steady to his trust, Inflexible to ill, and obstinately just, May the rude rabble's insolence despise, Their senseless clamours and tumultuous cries : The tyrant's fierceness he beguiles. And the stern brow, and the harsh voice defies, And with superior greatness smiles.
Seite 258 - Bajan mole, Rais'd on the seas, the surges to control — At once comes tumbling down the rocky wall; Prone to the deep, the stones disjointed fall Of the vast pile; the scatter'd ocean flies; Black sands...
Seite 95 - For they that led us away captive, required of us then a song, and melody in our heaviness : Sing us one of the songs of Sion. 4 How shall we sing the LORD'S song in a strange land?
Seite 190 - ... this nation. The English and French, who always use the same words in verse as in ordinary conversation, are forced to raise their language with metaphors and figures, or, by the pompousness of the whole phrase, to wear off any littleness that appears in the particular parts that compose it. This makes our blank verse, where there is no rhyme to support the expression, extremely difficult to...
Seite 452 - Georgics; where we receive more strong and lively ideas of things from his words, than we could have done from the objects themselves; and find our imaginations more affected by his descriptions, than they would have been by the very sight of what he describes.
Seite 303 - When a man sees the prodigious pains and expence that our fore- fathers have been at in these barbarous buildings, one cannot but fancy to himself what miracles of architecture they would have left us, had they only been instructed in the right way...
Seite 153 - Vain fool, and coward!" said the lofty maid, " Caught in the train, which thou thyself hast laid ! On others practise thy Ligurian arts : Thin stratagems, and tricks of little hearts, Are lost on me: nor shalt thou safe retire, With vaunting lies to thy fallacious sire.
Seite 71 - The coat of arms by proud Mezentius worn, Now on a naked snag in triumph borne, Was hung on high, and glitter'd from afar, A trophy sacred to the God of War. Above his arms, fix'd on the leafless wood, Appear'd his plumy crest, besmear'd with blood...