Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry, Volumes 5-6J. Bell, 1789 - English poetry |
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... law ; Pleas'd if from hence th ' unlearn'd may comprehend , And rev'rence HIS and SATIRE's generous end . In every breast there burns an active flame , The love of glory , or the dread of shame : The passion ONE , though various it ...
... law ; Pleas'd if from hence th ' unlearn'd may comprehend , And rev'rence HIS and SATIRE's generous end . In every breast there burns an active flame , The love of glory , or the dread of shame : The passion ONE , though various it ...
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... law's good - nature hangs the knave . Who combats Virtue's foe is Virtue's friend ; Then judge of SATIRE'S merit by her end : To guilt alone her vengeance stands confin'd , The object of her love is all mankind . 150 Scarce more the ...
... law's good - nature hangs the knave . Who combats Virtue's foe is Virtue's friend ; Then judge of SATIRE'S merit by her end : To guilt alone her vengeance stands confin'd , The object of her love is all mankind . 150 Scarce more the ...
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... d art But makes us grieve , you want an honest heart . 160 Nor think the Muse by SATIRE's law confin'd : She yields description of the noblest kind . 180 Inferior art the landscape may design , And paint the Epist . I. 13 AND PRECEPTIVE .
... d art But makes us grieve , you want an honest heart . 160 Nor think the Muse by SATIRE's law confin'd : She yields description of the noblest kind . 180 Inferior art the landscape may design , And paint the Epist . I. 13 AND PRECEPTIVE .
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... laws ; Wealth heap'd on wealth nor truth nor safety buys ; The dangers gather as the treasures rise . Let hist'ry tell , where rival kings command , And dubious title shakes the madded land , When statutes glean the refuse of the sword ...
... laws ; Wealth heap'd on wealth nor truth nor safety buys ; The dangers gather as the treasures rise . Let hist'ry tell , where rival kings command , And dubious title shakes the madded land , When statutes glean the refuse of the sword ...
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... laws , And senates heard before they judg'd a cause ; bo How wouldst thou shake at Britain's modish tribe , Dart the quick taunt , and edge the piercing gibe ? Attentive truth , and nature to decry , And pierce each scene with ...
... laws , And senates heard before they judg'd a cause ; bo How wouldst thou shake at Britain's modish tribe , Dart the quick taunt , and edge the piercing gibe ? Attentive truth , and nature to decry , And pierce each scene with ...
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adorn Bard beauty beauty's Behold blest bloom boast bold bosom breast breath Brentford bright Britain's charms Colley Cibber dare delight divine e'er Earl EPISTLE ev'n eyes fair fame fancy fate fear fire flame flow'rs folly fond fool form'd GARRICK genius give glow golden reign grace Graecian grove hand hate hear heart heav'n honor Houyhnhnm ibid JOHN DUNCOMBE kings Lady lie Fit Lord lyre MARGARET CAVENDISH merit mind Muse Muse's Nature's ne'er night numbers Nymph o'er PANEGYRICAL passion Pindar pleas'd poet Pope pow'r praise pride queen quid rage rapture reign rise sacred SATIRE SATIRE's scene scorn sense shade shame shew shine shun slaves smile soft song soul strains sweet taste tears thee thine thou thought thro toil truth tuneful verse vice virtue Virtue's voice wise youth ΤΟ
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Page 26 - Speak thou whose thoughts at humble peace repine, Shall Wolsey's wealth, with Wolsey's end, be thine ? Or liv'st thou now, with safer pride content, The wisest justice on the banks of Trent ? For why did Wolsey, near the steeps of fate, On weak foundations raise th...
Page 35 - Implore his aid, in his decisions rest, Secure, whate'er he gives, he gives the best. Yet when the sense of sacred presence fires, And strong devotion to the skies aspires, Pour forth thy fervours for a healthful mind, Obedient passions, and a will resign'd; For love, which scarce collective man can fill; For patience, sovereign o'er transmuted ill; For faith, that, panting for a happier seat, Counts death kind Nature's signal of retreat...
Page 31 - With listless eyes the dotard views the store, He views, and wonders that they please no more; Now pall the tasteless meats, and joyless wines, And Luxury with sighs her slave resigns. Approach, ye minstrels, try the soothing strain, Diffuse the tuneful lenitives of pain: No sounds alas would touch th...
Page 29 - O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain, Unconquer'd lord of pleasure and of pain; No joys to him pacific sceptres yield, War sounds the trump, he rushes to the field; Behold surrounding kings their pow'r combine, And one capitulate, and one resign, Peace courts his hand, but spreads her charms in vain; "Think nothing gain'd," he cries, "till nought remain, On Moscow's wall till Gothic standards fly, And all be mine beneath the Polar sky.
Page 27 - Should no disease thy torpid veins invade, Nor Melancholy's phantoms haunt thy shade ; Yet hope not life from grief or danger free, Nor think the doom of man revers'd for thee...
Page 22 - LET observation, with extensive view, Survey mankind, from China to Peru ; Remark each anxious toil, each eager strife, And watch the busy scenes of crowded life...
Page 36 - There none are swept by sudden fate away, But all whom hunger spares with age decay: Here malice, rapine, accident, conspire, And now a rabble rages, now a fire; Their ambush here relentless ruffians lay, 15 And here the fell attorney prowls for prey; Here falling houses thunder on your head, And here a female atheist talks you dead.
Page 39 - The common sewer of Paris and of Rome, With eager thirst, by folly or by fate, Sucks in the dregs of each corrupted state.
Page 29 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain...
Page 29 - While ladies interpose, and slaves debate. But did not Chance at length her error mend? Did no subverted empire mark his end? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound? Or hostile millions press him to the ground? His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.