Miscellany Poems: Containing Variety of New Translations of the Ancient Poets Together with Several Original Poems, Հատոր 2Jacob Tonson, 1716 |
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... Nature of Love . By Mr. Dryden . S From Lucretius Book V. By Mr. Dryden , p . 68 Daphnis . From Theocritus Idyll . 27 . By Mr. Dryden . ibid . p . 72 Horace Lib . 1. Ode 9. By Mr. Dryden . Horat . Ode 29. Book 3. Paraphras'd - in ...
... Nature of Love . By Mr. Dryden . S From Lucretius Book V. By Mr. Dryden , p . 68 Daphnis . From Theocritus Idyll . 27 . By Mr. Dryden . ibid . p . 72 Horace Lib . 1. Ode 9. By Mr. Dryden . Horat . Ode 29. Book 3. Paraphras'd - in ...
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... 272 George Etheridge . The Nature of Women ; a Tranflation of Part of the Fourth Eclogue of Mintuan . p . 273 A Satyr . Sir George Etheridge to the Earl of Middleton . p . 279 4 Letter from Mr. Dryden to Sir George Up . CONTENTS .
... 272 George Etheridge . The Nature of Women ; a Tranflation of Part of the Fourth Eclogue of Mintuan . p . 273 A Satyr . Sir George Etheridge to the Earl of Middleton . p . 279 4 Letter from Mr. Dryden to Sir George Up . CONTENTS .
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... Nature's Changes . From Lucretius , Lib . V. By Sir Robert Howard . Elegy XI . Lib . V. De Trift . Ovid complains of his three Years Banish- ment . Upon the late Ingenious Tranflation of SP . 355 p . 360 Pere Simon's Critical Hiftory ...
... Nature's Changes . From Lucretius , Lib . V. By Sir Robert Howard . Elegy XI . Lib . V. De Trift . Ovid complains of his three Years Banish- ment . Upon the late Ingenious Tranflation of SP . 355 p . 360 Pere Simon's Critical Hiftory ...
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... repofe your Truft in me was wife , Whose Int'reft moft in your Advancement lyes . A Tye fo firm as always will avail , When Friendship , Nature and Religion fail ; On ours the Safety of the Crowd depends , Secure MISCELLANY POEMS . ΙΙ.
... repofe your Truft in me was wife , Whose Int'reft moft in your Advancement lyes . A Tye fo firm as always will avail , When Friendship , Nature and Religion fail ; On ours the Safety of the Crowd depends , Secure MISCELLANY POEMS . ΙΙ.
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... Nature He needs no more than Birds and Beafts to think All his Occafions are to . Eat and Drink . If he call Rogue and Rafcal from a Garrat , He means you no more Mischief than a Parrat The words for Friend and Foe alike were made , To ...
... Nature He needs no more than Birds and Beafts to think All his Occafions are to . Eat and Drink . If he call Rogue and Rafcal from a Garrat , He means you no more Mischief than a Parrat The words for Friend and Foe alike were made , To ...
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Common terms and phrases
Andrew Marvell Apollo Arms Becauſe beft beſt Bleffing Breaft caft call'd Caufe Cauſe Charms Chlo cou'd crown'd Daph Death defire Difdain doft dreft DRYDEN e'er Eurydice Ev'n ev'ry Eyes facred fafe faid fair falfe Fame Fate fcarce fear feem felf fhall fhine fhould fight fince fing Fire firft flain Flame foft fome foon Friend ftand ftill fuch fure fwear fweet GEORGE ETHERIDGE Gods Grace hafte Heart Heav'n himſelf Honour Joys juft kiffing King laft lefs loft lov'd Love Maid Mezentius mighty moft Mufe muft Muſe muſt ne'er Numbers Nymphs o'er Paffion paft Pain pleafing pleaſe Pleaſure Poets Pow'r Praiſe Prince purſue Rage raiſe reft rife Satyr Senfe ſhall ſhe Song Soul thee thefe themſelves THEOCRITUS theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand thro truft twas uſe Verfe Whilft whofe Whoſe wou'd Wound Youth
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Էջ 145 - I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be; But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it back to me; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself but thee!
Էջ 145 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Էջ 56 - As for the dog, the furies, and their snakes, The gloomy caverns, and the burning lakes, And all the vain infernal trumpery, They neither are, nor were, nor e'er can be.
Էջ 187 - twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there : Two paradises 'twere in one, To live in paradise alone. How well the skilful gardener drew Of flowers and herbs this dial new; Where, from above, the milder sun Does through a fragrant zodiac run, And, as it works, the industrious bee Computes its time as well as we ! How could such sweet and wholesome hours Be reckoned but with herbs and flowers...
Էջ 368 - A sigh or tear, perhaps, she'll give, But love on pity cannot live. Tell her that hearts for hearts were made, And love with love is only paid.
Էջ 18 - Hast shamefully defied the Lord's anointed. I will not rake the dunghill of thy crimes, For who would read thy life that reads thy rhymes ? But of King David's foes be this the doom, May all be like the young man Absalom ; And for my foes, may this their blessing be, To talk like Doeg, and to write like thee...
Էջ 89 - He loved not the muses so well as his sport, And prized black eyes, or a lucky hit At bowls above all the trophies of wit; But Apollo was angry, and publicly said, 'Twere fit that a fine were set upon 's head.
Էջ 290 - Three summer's days to take: With fifteen hundred bowmen bold, All chosen men of might, Who knew full well, in time of need, To aim their shafts aright. The hounds ran swiftly through the woods The nimble deer to take: And with their cries the hills and dales An echo shrill did make.
Էջ 18 - A double noose thou on thy neck dost pull, For writing treason, and for writing dull: To die for faction is a common evil, But to be hanged for nonsense is the devil.
Էջ 68 - APnore, the babe is (hipwreck'd on the world: Naked he lies, and ready to expire ; Helplefs of all that human wants require ; Expos'd upon unhofpitable earth, From the firft moment of his haplefs birth. Straight with foreboding cries he fills the room ; Too true prefages of his future doom. But flocks and herds, and every ravage beaft, By more indulgent nature are increas'd.