The Miscellaneous Works of Joseph Addison, Bind 1D. A. Talboys, 1840 |
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Side 16
... amidst the tumult of the fight , Whole heaps of death encompass'd you around , And steeds o'erturn'd lay foaming on the ground : So crown'd with laurels now , where'er you go , Around you blooming joys and peaceful blessings flow . A ...
... amidst the tumult of the fight , Whole heaps of death encompass'd you around , And steeds o'erturn'd lay foaming on the ground : So crown'd with laurels now , where'er you go , Around you blooming joys and peaceful blessings flow . A ...
Side 28
... amidst their hive . Twice in the year their flow'ry toils begin , And twice they fetch their dewy harvest in ; Once when the lovely Pleiades arise , And add fresh lustre to the summer skies ; And once when hast'ning from the wat❜ry ...
... amidst their hive . Twice in the year their flow'ry toils begin , And twice they fetch their dewy harvest in ; Once when the lovely Pleiades arise , And add fresh lustre to the summer skies ; And once when hast'ning from the wat❜ry ...
Side 30
... , That spread th ' Arcadian shepherd's name so far . How bees from blood of slaughter'd bulls have fled , And swarms amidst the red corruption bred . For where th ' Egyptians yearly see their bounds Refresh'd 30 A TRANSLATION OF.
... , That spread th ' Arcadian shepherd's name so far . How bees from blood of slaughter'd bulls have fled , And swarms amidst the red corruption bred . For where th ' Egyptians yearly see their bounds Refresh'd 30 A TRANSLATION OF.
Side 48
... Amidst the soft variety I'm lost : Here pleasing airs my ravish'd soul confound With circling notes and labyrinths of sound ; Here domes and temples rise in distant views , And opening palaces invite my muse . How has kind heaven adorn ...
... Amidst the soft variety I'm lost : Here pleasing airs my ravish'd soul confound With circling notes and labyrinths of sound ; Here domes and temples rise in distant views , And opening palaces invite my muse . How has kind heaven adorn ...
Side 55
... , That swell'd and heav'd itself amidst his teeth As sensible of pain . Not less meanwhile Our chief incens'd , and studious of revenge , Plots his destruction , which he thus effects . The MILTON'S STYLE IMITATED . 55.
... , That swell'd and heav'd itself amidst his teeth As sensible of pain . Not less meanwhile Our chief incens'd , and studious of revenge , Plots his destruction , which he thus effects . The MILTON'S STYLE IMITATED . 55.
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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.