The Miscellaneous Works of Joseph Addison, Bind 1D. A. Talboys, 1840 |
Fra bogen
Resultater 1-5 af 11
Side 10
... rais'd his voice and sung the man , Who , driv'n by stress of 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 ...
... rais'd his voice and sung the man , Who , driv'n by stress of 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 ...
Side 11
... rais'd on high Their gilded spires , and glitter'd in the sky , An undistinguish'd heap of dust is found , And all the pile lies smoking on the ground . His toils for no ignoble ends design'd Promote the common welfare of mankind ; No ...
... rais'd on high Their gilded spires , and glitter'd in the sky , An undistinguish'd heap of dust is found , And all the pile lies smoking on the ground . His toils for no ignoble ends design'd Promote the common welfare of mankind ; No ...
Side 41
... rais'd , He aids the hero whom before he prais'd . I've done at length ; and now , dear friend , receive The last poor present that my muse can give . I leave the arts of poetry and verse To them that practise them with more success ...
... rais'd , He aids the hero whom before he prais'd . I've done at length ; and now , dear friend , receive The last poor present that my muse can give . I leave the arts of poetry and verse To them that practise them with more success ...
Side 57
... rais'd Such hideous shouts that all the ocean shook . Ev'n Italy , though many a league remote , In distant echoes answer'd ; Ætna roar'd , Through all its inmost winding caverns roar'd . Rous'd with the sound , the mighty family Of one ...
... rais'd Such hideous shouts that all the ocean shook . Ev'n Italy , though many a league remote , In distant echoes answer'd ; Ætna roar'd , Through all its inmost winding caverns roar'd . Rous'd with the sound , the mighty family Of one ...
Side 76
... , And proudly shine in their own native light ; Rais'd of themselves , their genuine charms they boast , And those who paint them truest praise them most . PROLOGUE TO THE TENDER HUSBAND1 . SPOKEN BY MR . 76 THE CAMPAIGN .
... , And proudly shine in their own native light ; Rais'd of themselves , their genuine charms they boast , And those who paint them truest praise them most . PROLOGUE TO THE TENDER HUSBAND1 . SPOKEN BY MR . 76 THE CAMPAIGN .
Andre udgaver - Se alle
Almindelige termer og sætninger
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
Populære passager
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.