Of the Nature of Things: In Six Books, 1±ÇG. Sawbridge, 1714 |
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... Sense the meaning of that Philofopher , and to interpret what he faid of the Tranquillity of the Mind , as if it bad been spoken of the fenfual Delights of the Body . To the fame Purpose likewife Caffius , that great General of the ...
... Sense the meaning of that Philofopher , and to interpret what he faid of the Tranquillity of the Mind , as if it bad been spoken of the fenfual Delights of the Body . To the fame Purpose likewife Caffius , that great General of the ...
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... Sense of his Authour . This will ma- nifeftly appear to any one , who will compare the Notes of thofe two Interpreters together , and reflect on the Difference of Time in which they were publish'd . ; But I have not taken upon me to ...
... Sense of his Authour . This will ma- nifeftly appear to any one , who will compare the Notes of thofe two Interpreters together , and reflect on the Difference of Time in which they were publish'd . ; But I have not taken upon me to ...
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... Senses are fallacious ! How fully he defends the Senfes ! & c.- How beautiful are his Defcriptions ! How grace- ful , as the Greeks call them , his Episodes ! How fine are his Difputations of Colours , of Mirrours , of the Loadstone ...
... Senses are fallacious ! How fully he defends the Senfes ! & c.- How beautiful are his Defcriptions ! How grace- ful , as the Greeks call them , his Episodes ! How fine are his Difputations of Colours , of Mirrours , of the Loadstone ...
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... Sense With heights of Fancy , heights of Eloquence ; And Reafon over all unfetter'd plays , Wanton and undisturb'd as Summers Breeze That gliding murmurs o'er the Trees , And no hard Notion meets or stops its way ; It pierces , conquers ...
... Sense With heights of Fancy , heights of Eloquence ; And Reafon over all unfetter'd plays , Wanton and undisturb'd as Summers Breeze That gliding murmurs o'er the Trees , And no hard Notion meets or stops its way ; It pierces , conquers ...
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... Sense of Wit , By fhewing how the learned Romans writ . To teach fat heavy Clowns to know their Trade , And not turn Wits , who were for Porters made , But quit false Claims to the Poetick Rage , For Squibs and Crackers , and a ...
... Sense of Wit , By fhewing how the learned Romans writ . To teach fat heavy Clowns to know their Trade , And not turn Wits , who were for Porters made , But quit false Claims to the Poetick Rage , For Squibs and Crackers , and a ...
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298 ÆäÀÌÁö - Far off from these a slow and silent stream, Lethe, the river of oblivion, rolls Her watery labyrinth, whereof who drinks, Forthwith his former state and being forgets, Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.
270 ÆäÀÌÁö - As for the dog, the furies, and their snakes, The gloomy caverns, and the burning lakes, And all the vain infernal trumpery, They neither are, nor were, nor e'er can be. But here on earth, the guilty have in view The mighty pains to. mighty mischiefs due; Racks, prisons, poisons, the Tarpeian Rock, Stripes, hangmen, pitch, and suffocating smoke; And last, and most, if these were cast behind, Th...
279 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay: To-morrow's falser than the former day; Lies worse, and, while it says, we shall be blest With some new joys, cuts off what we possest.
196 ÆäÀÌÁö - A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed; yet from those flames No light; but rather darkness visible Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all, but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
98 ÆäÀÌÁö - The institution has, indeed, continued to our own time ; the garret is still the usual receptacle of the philosopher and poet ; but this, like many ancient customs, is perpetuated only by an accidental imitation, without knowledge of the original reason for which it was established.
298 ÆäÀÌÁö - Abhorred Styx, the flood of deadly hate; Sad Acheron, of sorrow, black and deep; Cocytus, named of lamentation loud Heard on the rueful stream; fierce Phlegethon, Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage.
272 ÆäÀÌÁö - Meantime, when thoughts of death disturb thy head, Consider, Ancus, great and good, is dead; Ancus, thy better far, was born to die, And thou, dost thou bewail mortality? So many monarchs with their mighty state, Who ruled the world, were overruled by fate.
202 ÆäÀÌÁö - The next, in place and punishment, are they Who prodigally throw their souls away; Fools, who, repining at their wretched state, And loathing anxious life, suborn'd their fate. With late repentance now they would retrieve The bodies they forsook, and wish to live; Their pains and poverty desire to bear, To view the light of heav'n, and breathe the vital air...
202 ÆäÀÌÁö - With late repentance now they would retrieve The bodies they forsook, and wish to live; Their pains and poverty desire to bear, To view the light of heav'n, and breathe the vital air : But fate forbids; the Stygian floods oppose, And with nine circling streams the captive souls inclose.
136 ÆäÀÌÁö - High as the Mother of the Gods in place, And proud, like her, of an immortal race. Then, when in pomp she makes the Phrygian round, With golden turrets on her temples crown'd; A hundred gods her sweeping train supply; Her offspring all, and all command the sky.