The Odes & Satyrs of Horace, that Have Been Done Into English by the Most Eminent Hands...: With His Art of Poetry...To this Ed. is Added Several Odes Never Before Published
Jacob Tonson, 1717 - 203 páginas
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Página 133 - How happy in his low degree, How rich, in humble poverty, is he, Who leads a quiet country life; Discharg'd of business, void of strife, And from the griping scrivener free!
Página 19 - With well-heap'd logs dissolve the cold, And feed the genial hearth with fires; Produce the wine, that makes us bold, And sprightly wit and love inspires : For what hereafter shall betide, God, if 'tis worth his care, provide.
Página 135 - His children and his family, And order all things till he come, Sweaty and...
Página 88 - Not the red arm of angry Jove, That flings the thunder from the sky, And gives it rage to roar, and strength to fly. Should the whole frame of nature round him break, In ruin, and confusion hurl'd, He, unconcern'd would hear the mighty crack, And stand secure, amidst a falling world.
Página 174 - tis but pain to keep, yet grief to lose; For, when we place ev'n trifles in the heart, With trifles, too, unwillingly we part. An humble roof, plain bed, and homely board, More clear untainted pleasures do afford Than all the tumult of vain greatness brings To kings, or to the favorites of kings.
Página 74 - IN storms when clouds the moon do hide, And no kind stars the pilot guide, Shew me at sea the boldest there, Who does not wish for quiet here.
Página 8 - Could thro' the ranks of ruin go, With storms above, and rocks below ! In vain did Nature's wise command Divide the waters from the land, If daring ships and men prophane Invade th' inviolable main ; Th' eternal fences over-leap, And pass at will the boundless deep.
Página 26 - Such idle themes no more can move, Nor any thing but what's of high import : And what's of high import, but love £ Vervain and gums, and the green turf prepare ; With wine of two years old your cups be fill'd : After our facrifice and prayer, The goddefs may incline her heart to yield.