Poétique anglaise, Том 3 |
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... dear - bought fame ; That lust of pow'r , to which he's such a slave , And for the which alone he dares be brave ; To which his various projects are design'd , Which makes him gen'rous , affable , and kind ; Que le ministre alors le ...
... dear - bought fame ; That lust of pow'r , to which he's such a slave , And for the which alone he dares be brave ; To which his various projects are design'd , Which makes him gen'rous , affable , and kind ; Que le ministre alors le ...
Стр. 144
... dear , Of Irish swains potatoe is the cheer ; Oats for their feasts the Scottish shepherds grind , Sweet turnips are the food of Blouzelind : While she loves turnips , butter I'll despise , Nor leeks , nor oatmeal , nor potatoe prize ...
... dear , Of Irish swains potatoe is the cheer ; Oats for their feasts the Scottish shepherds grind , Sweet turnips are the food of Blouzelind : While she loves turnips , butter I'll despise , Nor leeks , nor oatmeal , nor potatoe prize ...
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... Dear charming saint ! Beneath : A new receipt for paint . In it in beau spelling : Tru tel deth ! There in her own : Far an el breth . Here : Lovely nymph pronounce my doom ! There A safe way to use perfume . Here a page fill'd with ...
... Dear charming saint ! Beneath : A new receipt for paint . In it in beau spelling : Tru tel deth ! There in her own : Far an el breth . Here : Lovely nymph pronounce my doom ! There A safe way to use perfume . Here a page fill'd with ...
Стр. 168
... Though oold would burn , though dry would melt . Dear Venus , hide this wondrous maid , Nor let her loose to spoil your trade . While she ingrosses every swain , En haut , en bas , devant , derrière , 168 POÉTIQUE ANGLAISE .
... Though oold would burn , though dry would melt . Dear Venus , hide this wondrous maid , Nor let her loose to spoil your trade . While she ingrosses every swain , En haut , en bas , devant , derrière , 168 POÉTIQUE ANGLAISE .
Стр. 170
... dear papa commands . The charming couple now unites : Proceed we to the marriage - rites . Imprimis , at the temple - porch Stood Hymen with a flaming torch ; The smiling Cyprian goddess brings Her infant - loves with purple wings ; And ...
... dear papa commands . The charming couple now unites : Proceed we to the marriage - rites . Imprimis , at the temple - porch Stood Hymen with a flaming torch ; The smiling Cyprian goddess brings Her infant - loves with purple wings ; And ...
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amant Amid amour arms attraits bear beauté BÉLINDE beneath breast breath brillant but the brave call CARDELIA chants charms Chloe ciel cieux cœur CUDDY dear death desire Dieu douce doux e'er earth envy Eurydice ev'n ev'ry eyes fate fear femme find first friend gave give glow goddess good grace great half hand happy head hear heart heav'n hélas high hope kind know l'amour LADY last life light look lost love lovely madame made make mind Mondor music Musidore my breast my fancy nature's never night nymph o'er once plaisirs pleasure pleurs pow'r pride reason right round Roxane ruby lips scorn shade sigh SMILINDA soft soon soul sound strange Sullen swain sweet take tears tendre their think thou thought thrice thro tremble vanity virtue wish world wretch youth
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Стр. 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.
Стр. 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!
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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!
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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...
Стр. 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...