The Miscellaneous Works of Joseph Addison, Bind 1D. A. Talboys, 1840 |
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... view'd , And singles out the place where once St. Maloes stood . Here Russel's actions should my muse require ; And would my strength but second my desire , I'd all his boundless bravery rehearse , And draw his cannons thund'ring in my ...
... view'd , And singles out the place where once St. Maloes stood . Here Russel's actions should my muse require ; And would my strength but second my desire , I'd all his boundless bravery rehearse , And draw his cannons thund'ring in my ...
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... view'd , And how had Boyne's wide current reek'd in blood ! Or if Maria's charms thou wouldst rehearse , In smoother numbers and a softer verse : Thy pen had well describ'd her graceful air , And Gloriana would have seem'd more fair ...
... view'd , And how had Boyne's wide current reek'd in blood ! Or if Maria's charms thou wouldst rehearse , In smoother numbers and a softer verse : Thy pen had well describ'd her graceful air , And Gloriana would have seem'd more fair ...
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... view'd , And felt the lovely charmer in his blood . The nymph nor spun , nor dress'd with artful pride ; Her vest was gather'd up , her hair was tied ; Now in her hand a slender spear she bore , Now a light quiver on her shoulders wore ...
... view'd , And felt the lovely charmer in his blood . The nymph nor spun , nor dress'd with artful pride ; Her vest was gather'd up , her hair was tied ; Now in her hand a slender spear she bore , Now a light quiver on her shoulders wore ...
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... view'd ) With all her might against his force she strove ; But how can mortal maids contend with Jove ! Possess'd at length of what his heart desir'd , Back to his heavens th ' exulting god retir'd . The lovely huntress rising from the ...
... view'd ) With all her might against his force she strove ; But how can mortal maids contend with Jove ! Possess'd at length of what his heart desir'd , Back to his heavens th ' exulting god retir'd . The lovely huntress rising from the ...
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... view'd ; ( They call'd him Battus in the neighbourhood ) Hir'd by a wealthy Pylian prince to feed A His favourite mares , and watch the generous breed . The thievish god suspected him , and took The hind aside , and thus in whispers ...
... view'd ; ( They call'd him Battus in the neighbourhood ) Hir'd by a wealthy Pylian prince to feed A His favourite mares , and watch the generous breed . The thievish god suspected him , and took The hind aside , and thus in whispers ...
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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.