The Works of the English Poets: SavageSamuel Johnson H. Hughs, 1779 |
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... fhould the rett find the like indulgence , I fhall have no occafion ( whatever its fuc- cefs may be in the world ) to repent the labour it has coft me - But my intention is not to purfue a difcourfe on my own performance ; no , my Lord ...
... fhould the rett find the like indulgence , I fhall have no occafion ( whatever its fuc- cefs may be in the world ) to repent the labour it has coft me - But my intention is not to purfue a difcourfe on my own performance ; no , my Lord ...
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... fhould fmile , and Cenfure learn to praise : Yet , though unequal to a foul like thine , A generous foul , approaching to divine , When blefs'd beneath fuch patronage I write , Great my attempt , though hazardous my flight . O'er ample ...
... fhould fmile , and Cenfure learn to praise : Yet , though unequal to a foul like thine , A generous foul , approaching to divine , When blefs'd beneath fuch patronage I write , Great my attempt , though hazardous my flight . O'er ample ...
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... Thofe , who once prais'd , now undeceiv'd , despise , It lives contemn'd a day , then harmless dies . * He had then juft written THE EXCURSION . 340 Or Or fhould fome nobler bard , their worth , unpraife 18 SAVAGE'S POEM S.
... Thofe , who once prais'd , now undeceiv'd , despise , It lives contemn'd a day , then harmless dies . * He had then juft written THE EXCURSION . 340 Or Or fhould fome nobler bard , their worth , unpraife 18 SAVAGE'S POEM S.
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Samuel Johnson. Or fhould fome nobler bard , their worth , unpraife , 345 Deferting morals , that adorn his lays , Alas ! too oft each fcience fhews the fame , The great grow jealous of a greater name : Ye bards , the frailty mourn , yet ...
Samuel Johnson. Or fhould fome nobler bard , their worth , unpraife , 345 Deferting morals , that adorn his lays , Alas ! too oft each fcience fhews the fame , The great grow jealous of a greater name : Ye bards , the frailty mourn , yet ...
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... fhould I then of private lofs complain ? Of lofs , that proves , perchance , a brother's gain ? The wind , that binds one bark within the bay , May waft a richer freight its wishi`d - for way . If rains redundant flood the abject ground ...
... fhould I then of private lofs complain ? Of lofs , that proves , perchance , a brother's gain ? The wind , that binds one bark within the bay , May waft a richer freight its wishi`d - for way . If rains redundant flood the abject ground ...
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AARON HILL æther arts behold bleffing blifs bloom breaſt BRIDGET JONES bright cenfure charms circle of deceit clouds death defcend defire deſpair diftant diſplays divine doom'd eaſe ev'n fair falute fame fate fatire fcene feem fenfe ferene fhade fhall fhine fhould fighs fimile fing fire flame fmile foft fome fong fons forrows foul fpirits fpring friendſhip ftands ftate ftill ftrike fuch fweet fwell glows goodneſs grace grief heart heaven honours infpire inftant juft lefs light loft luftre mankind mind moft moſt Mufe Muſe muſt ne'er o'er paffion pity pleaſe pleaſure praiſe pride purſue queen raiſe rapture rays refin'd rife rofe ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhine ſkies ſky ſmile ſpread ſtate ſtill ſtrain ſweet tear thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought truth vernal virtue wealth weep whofe Whoſe wild youth
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Стр. 99 - Thus fliall your poet his low genius raife, And charm the world with truths too vaft for praife. Nor need I dwell on glories all your own, Since furer means to tempt your fmiles are known ; Your poet fhall allot your Lord his part, And paint him in his nobleft throne — your heart. Is there a greatnefs that adorns Him beft, A...
Стр. 84 - ... of homeshed blood from all On whom, unsought, embroiling dangers fall ! Still the pale dead revives, and lives to me, To me! through Pity's eye condemned to see. Remembrance veils his rage, but swells his fate ; Grieved I forgive, and am grown cool too late. Young, and unthoughtful then; who knows, one day, What ripening virtues might have made their way?
Стр. 134 - Contending faftions croud to hear its roar ! 95 But when once heard, it dies to noife no more. From thefe no anfwer, no applaufe from thofe, O'er half they fimper, and o'er half they doze. So when in fenate, with egregious pate, Perks up Sir in fome deep debate ; 100 U 4 He * THE MINUTES OF MONS.
Стр. 104 - twixt pendent worlds, it wondering strays, Worlds which, unnumber'd as thy virtues, roll Hound suns — fix'd, radiant emblems of thy soul ! Hence lights refracted run through distant skies, Changeful on azure plains in quivering dyes ! So thy mind darted through its earthy frame, A wide, a various, and a glittering flame.
Стр. 60 - The leaf the silk.emitting reptile feeds. As swans their down, as flocks their fleeces leave, Here worms for man their glossy entrails weave. Hence to adorn the fair, in texture gay, Sprigs, fruits and flowers on figur'd vestments plaj.
Стр. 36 - Till now, the tranfient glow, remote and loft, Decays, and darkens 'mid involving froft ! Or when it, funward, drinks rich beams again, And burns imperious on th...
Стр. 88 - Still ftream your colours rich with Clio's rays ! Sure at each kindling touch your canvafs glows ! Sure the full form, inftinct with fpirit, grows ! Let the dull artift puzzling rules explore, Dwell on the face, and gaze the features o'er ; You eye the foul — there genuine nature find, You, thro' the meaning mufcles, ftrike the mind.
Стр. 106 - To social manners, and the heart humane, A nature ever great, and never vain ; . A wit, that no licentious pertness knows...
Стр. 151 - Horfes and thy human Hogs ; Upftarts and Mufhrooms, proud, relentlefs Hearts ; Thou Blank of Sciences ! Thou Dearth of Arts ! Such Foes as Learning once was doom'd to fee ; Huns, Goths, and Vcmdah were but Types of Thee.
Стр. 57 - Here, friend ! — this little copper alms receive, Instance of will, without the power to give. Hermit, if here with pity we reflect, How must we grieve, when learning meets neglect...