The Miscellaneous Works of Joseph Addison, Bind 1D. A. Talboys, 1840 |
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Side viii
... fate of those who labour for the good of man in retirement and silence ; and thus despondingly and humbly have many felt , for whom ultimately was reserved " lasting fame and perpetuity of praise . " Nor can we deny that this ...
... fate of those who labour for the good of man in retirement and silence ; and thus despondingly and humbly have many felt , for whom ultimately was reserved " lasting fame and perpetuity of praise . " Nor can we deny that this ...
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... fate , Who , free from vulgar passions , are above Degrading envy , or misguided love ; If you , well pleas'd , shall smile upon my lays , Secure of fame , my voice I'll boldly raise , For next to what you write , is what you praise ...
... fate , Who , free from vulgar passions , are above Degrading envy , or misguided love ; If you , well pleas'd , shall smile upon my lays , Secure of fame , my voice I'll boldly raise , For next to what you write , is what you praise ...
Side 10
... fate , such dangers bore On stormy seas , and a disastrous shore , Before he settled in the promis'd earth , And gave the empire of the world its birth . Troy long had found the Grecians bold and fierce , Ere Homer muster'd up their ...
... fate , such dangers bore On stormy seas , and a disastrous shore , Before he settled in the promis'd earth , And gave the empire of the world its birth . Troy long had found the Grecians bold and fierce , Ere Homer muster'd up their ...
Side 12
... fate , And all the ocean labour'd with the weight . Where'er the waves in restless errors roll , The sea lies open now to either pole : Now may we safely use the northern gales , And in the polar circle spread our sails ; Or deep in ...
... fate , And all the ocean labour'd with the weight . Where'er the waves in restless errors roll , The sea lies open now to either pole : Now may we safely use the northern gales , And in the polar circle spread our sails ; Or deep in ...
Side 45
... fate conveys , Through nations fruitful of immortal lays , Where the soft season and inviting clime Conspire to trouble your repose with rhyme : For wheresoe'er I turn my ravish'd eyes , Gay gilded scenes and shining prospects rise ...
... fate conveys , Through nations fruitful of immortal lays , Where the soft season and inviting clime Conspire to trouble your repose with rhyme : For wheresoe'er I turn my ravish'd eyes , Gay gilded scenes and shining prospects rise ...
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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.