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... winds were allayed , and the waters fmooth ; but vigilant and ready to refume the helm , when the ftorm arofe , and the fea grew tumultuous . I ask your pardon , my Lord , if I look yet a little more nearly into the late lord Dorfet's ...
... winds were allayed , and the waters fmooth ; but vigilant and ready to refume the helm , when the ftorm arofe , and the fea grew tumultuous . I ask your pardon , my Lord , if I look yet a little more nearly into the late lord Dorfet's ...
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... winds and tides exert their high command " ! Then , prompt and ready to obey , Why do the rifing furges fpread Their opening ranks o'er earth's fubmiffive head , Marching through different paths to different lands ? V. Why does the ...
... winds and tides exert their high command " ! Then , prompt and ready to obey , Why do the rifing furges fpread Their opening ranks o'er earth's fubmiffive head , Marching through different paths to different lands ? V. Why does the ...
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... wind its strings but little higher , To tune their notes to that immortal quire . Your art is perfect here ; your numbers do , More than our books , make the rude Atheist know , That there's a heaven by what he hears below . As in fome ...
... wind its strings but little higher , To tune their notes to that immortal quire . Your art is perfect here ; your numbers do , More than our books , make the rude Atheist know , That there's a heaven by what he hears below . As in fome ...
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... wind does truly fwell ye , " T must be the colick in your belly : That writing is but just like dice , And lucky mains make people wife : That jumbled words , if fortune throw ' em , Shall , well as Dryden , form a poem ; Or make a ...
... wind does truly fwell ye , " T must be the colick in your belly : That writing is but just like dice , And lucky mains make people wife : That jumbled words , if fortune throw ' em , Shall , well as Dryden , form a poem ; Or make a ...
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... winds may waft him over . Alas ! what winds can happy prove , That bear me far from what I love ? Alas ! what dangers on the main Can equal thofe that I sustain , From flighted vows , and cold difdain ? Be gentle , and in pity choose To ...
... winds may waft him over . Alas ! what winds can happy prove , That bear me far from what I love ? Alas ! what dangers on the main Can equal thofe that I sustain , From flighted vows , and cold difdain ? Be gentle , and in pity choose To ...
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Página 121 - To be vexed at a trifle or two that I writ, Your judgment at once and my passion you wrong: You take that for fact which will scarce be found wit: Od's life!
Página 128 - Be to her virtues very kind; Be to her faults a little blind; Let all her ways be unconfin'd; And clap your padlock — on her mind.
Página 122 - Thetis's breast. So, when I am wearied with wandering all day, To thee, my delight, in the evening I come : No matter what beauties I saw in my way ; They were but my visits, but thou art my home ! Then finish, dear Chloe, this pastoral war, And let us like Horace and Lydia agree ; For thou art a girl as much brighter than her, As he was a poet sublimer than me.
Página 100 - Or on Meander's bank, or Latmus' peak. But in this nymph, my friend, my sister know : She draws my arrows, and she bends my bow : Fair Thames she haunts, and every neighb'ring grove, Sacred to soft recess, and gentle love.
Página 122 - tis his fancy to run ; At night he declines on his Thetis's breast. So when I am wearied with wandering all day, To thee, my delight, in the evening I come: No matter what beauties I saw in my way; They were but my visits, but thou art my home.
Página 191 - Or if it be his fate to meet With folks who have more wealth than wit. He loves cheap port, and double bub, And settles in the Humdrum Club; He learns how stocks will fall or rise; Holds poverty the greatest vice ; Thinks wit the bane of conversation ; And says that learning spoils a nation.
Página 98 - To Me pertains not, She replies, To know or care where CUPID flies ; What are his Haunts, or which his Way ; Where He would dwell, or whither stray : Yet will I never set Thee free : For Harm was meant, and Harm to Me.
Página 33 - Till, patience vex'd, and legs grown weary, I thought it was in vain to tarry: But did opine it might be better, By penny-post to send a letter; Now if you miss of this epistle, I'm balk'd again, and may go whistle.
Página 130 - The Change, the City, or the Play, As each was proper for the day : A turn in summer to Hyde Park, When it grew tolerably dark.
Página 84 - S'en va tomber sous la foudre Qui dompta Lille, Courtrai; Gand, la superbe espagnole, Saint-Omer, Besançon, Dole, Ypres, Mastricht et Cambrai. Mes présages s'accomplissent : 11 commence à chanceler. Sous les coups qui retentissent Ses murs s'en vont s'écrouler.