The Miscellaneous Works of Joseph Addison, Bind 1D. A. Talboys, 1840 |
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Side 39
... chariot rattle in his lines ! What sounds of brazen wheels , what thunder , scare , And stun the reader with the din of war ! With fear my spirits and my blood retire , To see the seraphs sunk in clouds of fire ; But when , with eager ...
... chariot rattle in his lines ! What sounds of brazen wheels , what thunder , scare , And stun the reader with the din of war ! With fear my spirits and my blood retire , To see the seraphs sunk in clouds of fire ; But when , with eager ...
Side 93
... chariot for a day , The god repented of the oath he took , For anguish thrice his radiant head he shook : " My son , " says he , 66 some other proof require ; " Rash was my promise , rash is thy desire , " I'd fain deny this wish which ...
... chariot for a day , The god repented of the oath he took , For anguish thrice his radiant head he shook : " My son , " says he , 66 some other proof require ; " Rash was my promise , rash is thy desire , " I'd fain deny this wish which ...
Side 95
... chariot leads . A golden axle did the work uphold , Gold was the beam , the wheels were orb'd with gold . The spokes in rows of silver pleas'd the sight , The seat with party - colour'd gems was bright ; Apollo shin'd amid the glare of ...
... chariot leads . A golden axle did the work uphold , Gold was the beam , the wheels were orb'd with gold . The spokes in rows of silver pleas'd the sight , The seat with party - colour'd gems was bright ; Apollo shin'd amid the glare of ...
Side 96
... chariot , but my counsel take , " While yet securely on the earth you stand ; " Nor touch the horses with too rash a hand . " Let me alone to light the world , while you " Enjoy those beams which you may safely view . " He spoke in vain ...
... chariot , but my counsel take , " While yet securely on the earth you stand ; " Nor touch the horses with too rash a hand . " Let me alone to light the world , while you " Enjoy those beams which you may safely view . " He spoke in vain ...
Side 97
... chariot with its wonted weight : But as at sea th ' unballast'd vessel rides , Cast to and fro , the sport of winds and tides ; So in the bounding chariot toss'd on high , The youth is hurried headlong through the sky . Soon as the ...
... chariot with its wonted weight : But as at sea th ' unballast'd vessel rides , Cast to and fro , the sport of winds and tides ; So in the bounding chariot toss'd on high , The youth is hurried headlong through the sky . Soon as the ...
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Addison Æneid æther amidst appear arms atque beauties bees behold blood breast bright Britannia's British Cadmus chariot charms circum cloth lettered cries CYCNUS death divine earth Edition English ev'ry eyes Fain fate fcap fear fields fight fire fix'd flames flow'ry foolscap foolscap 8vo fury Gaul Georgic give goddess Godfrey Kneller gods grace Greek Greek Language heat heaven hero Hesiod hive honour immortal J. C. LOUDON JOHN FAREY join'd Jove kindled labours Latin light limbs look lord lord Halifax maid Metamorphoses mighty moral mountains muse nature neighb'ring numbers nunc nymph o'er Ovid Ovid's Metamorphoses Pentheus Phaeton pleas'd poem poet poetry praise Quæ rage rais'd reader rise round shade shining shore sight skies sound steeds stood story streams tell thee thou thought thunder Tiresias toils tow'ring trembling turns verse view'd Virgil voice Whilst whole winds woods youth
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Side xii - He might well rejoice at the death of that which he could not have killed. Every reader of every party, since personal malice is past and the papers which once inflamed the nation are read only as effusions of wit, must wish for more of the Whig Examiners ; for on no occasion was the genius of Addison more vigorously exerted, and on none did the superiority of his powers more evidently appear.
Side 46 - For wheresoe'er I turn my ravish'd eyes, gay gilded scenes and shining prospects rise, poetic fields encompass me around, and still I seem to tread on classic ground; for here the Muse so oft her harp has strung, that not a mountain rears its head unsung, renown'd in verse each shady thicket grows, and every stream in heavenly numbers flows.
Side 37 - I'll try to make their several beauties known, And show their verses worth tho' not my own. .Long had our dull forefathers slept supine, Nor felt the raptures of the tuneful Nine, Till Chaucer first, a merry bard, arose, And many a story told in rhyme and prose. But age has rusted what the poet writ, Worn out his language, and obscured his wit; In vain he jests in his unpolished strain, And tries to make his readers laugh in vain.