The Miscellaneous Works of Joseph Addison, Bind 1D. A. Talboys, 1840 |
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Side 46
... mountain rears its head unsung ; Renown'd in verse each shady thicket grows , And ev'ry stream in heavenly numbers flows . How am I pleas'd to search the hills and woods For rising springs and celebrated floods ! To view the Nar ...
... mountain rears its head unsung ; Renown'd in verse each shady thicket grows , And ev'ry stream in heavenly numbers flows . How am I pleas'd to search the hills and woods For rising springs and celebrated floods ! To view the Nar ...
Side 48
... 'd the happy land , And scatter'd blessings with a wasteful hand ! But what avail her unexhausted stores , Her blooming mountains , and her sunny shores , With all the gifts that heav'n and earth impart , 48 LETTER FROM ITALY .
... 'd the happy land , And scatter'd blessings with a wasteful hand ! But what avail her unexhausted stores , Her blooming mountains , and her sunny shores , With all the gifts that heav'n and earth impart , 48 LETTER FROM ITALY .
Side 49
... mountains may the sun refine The grape's soft juice , and mellow it to wine , With citron groves adorn a distant soil , And the fat olive swell with floods of oil : We envy not the warmer clime , that lies In ten degrees of more ...
... mountains may the sun refine The grape's soft juice , and mellow it to wine , With citron groves adorn a distant soil , And the fat olive swell with floods of oil : We envy not the warmer clime , that lies In ten degrees of more ...
Side 53
... mountains by the roots , Or flings a broken rock aloft in air . The bottom works with smother'd fire involv'd In ... mountain's weight , Lies stretch'd supine , eternal prey of flames ; And when he heaves against the burning load ...
... mountains by the roots , Or flings a broken rock aloft in air . The bottom works with smother'd fire involv'd In ... mountain's weight , Lies stretch'd supine , eternal prey of flames ; And when he heaves against the burning load ...
Side 56
... mountains ' tops , Enormous in their gait ; I oft have heard Their voice and tread , oft seen them as they pass'd , Sculking and scouring down , half dead with fear . Thrice has the moon wash'd all her orb in light , Thrice travell'd o ...
... mountains ' tops , Enormous in their gait ; I oft have heard Their voice and tread , oft seen them as they pass'd , Sculking and scouring down , half dead with fear . Thrice has the moon wash'd all her orb in light , Thrice travell'd o ...
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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.