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Página 46
His wisdom did his happiness destroy , Aiming to know what world he should
enjoy ; And wit was his vain frivolous pretence , Of pleasing others at his own
expence : For wits are treated just like common whores , First they ' re enjoy ' d ,
and ...
His wisdom did his happiness destroy , Aiming to know what world he should
enjoy ; And wit was his vain frivolous pretence , Of pleasing others at his own
expence : For wits are treated just like common whores , First they ' re enjoy ' d ,
and ...
Página 96
Resistless , overwhelming ; horrors seize The mariners , death in their eyes
appears , They stare , they lave , they pump , they swear , they pray ; Vain efforts !
still the batt ' ring waves rush in , Implacable , till , delug ' d by the foam , The ship
...
Resistless , overwhelming ; horrors seize The mariners , death in their eyes
appears , They stare , they lave , they pump , they swear , they pray ; Vain efforts !
still the batt ' ring waves rush in , Implacable , till , delug ' d by the foam , The ship
...
Página 158
The hint alarm ' d the forward crew ; Sure of succes away they flew . They share
the dainties of the day , , Round her with airy music play ; And now they flutter ,
now they rest ; Now soar again , and skim her breast . Nor were they banish ' d ,
till ...
The hint alarm ' d the forward crew ; Sure of succes away they flew . They share
the dainties of the day , , Round her with airy music play ; And now they flutter ,
now they rest ; Now soar again , and skim her breast . Nor were they banish ' d ,
till ...
Página 240
Turn , lovely nymph , ( for so I would have said ) Turn from those triflers who make
love a trade ; This is true passion in my eyes you see ; They cannot , no - - they
cannot love like me . Frequent debauch has pall ' d their sickly taste ; Faint their ...
Turn , lovely nymph , ( for so I would have said ) Turn from those triflers who make
love a trade ; This is true passion in my eyes you see ; They cannot , no - - they
cannot love like me . Frequent debauch has pall ' d their sickly taste ; Faint their ...
Página 314
First , wide around , With distant awe , in airy rings they rove , Endeavouring by a
thousand tricks to catch The cunning , conscious , half - averted glance Of their
regardless charmer . Should she seem Softening the least approvance to bestow
...
First , wide around , With distant awe , in airy rings they rove , Endeavouring by a
thousand tricks to catch The cunning , conscious , half - averted glance Of their
regardless charmer . Should she seem Softening the least approvance to bestow
...
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Página 188 - If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay: If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way.
Página 78 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise ! See the snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes!
Página 332 - Ah little think the gay licentious proud, Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround; They, who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth, And wanton, often cruel, riot waste; Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Página 80 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast from her sacred store Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With Nature's mother-wit and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown : He raised a mortal to the skies ; She drew an angel down.
Página 354 - An heir of glory! a frail child of dust! Helpless immortal! insect infinite! A worm ! a god ! I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost ! at home a stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own: how reason reels!
Página 374 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind, The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Página 333 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain. How many sink in the devouring flood, Or more devouring flame. How many bleed, By shameful variance betwixt man and man. How many pine in want, and dungeon glooms ; Shut from the common air, and common use Of their own limbs.
Página 34 - Hail, horrors! hail, Infernal World! and thou, profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor— one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time.
Página 208 - What though no friends in sable weeds appear, Grieve for an hour, perhaps, then mourn a year, And bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances, and the public show...
Página 368 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Informações bibliográficas
| Título | Poétique anglaise, Volume 3 Poétique anglaise, Albin Joseph U. Hennet |
| Autor | Albin Joseph U. Hennet |
| Publicado | 1806 |
| Original de | Oxford University |
| Digitalizado | 17 nov. 2006 |
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