The Poetical Works of Edmund Waller ...J. Sharpe, 1806 |
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... English Verse ..... ............. ........ 100 Upon the Earl of Roscommon's Translation of Horace , De Arte Poeticâ , and of the use of poetry .. .... 101 Ad Comitem Monumetensem de Bentivoglio suo ............. 104 On the Duke of ...
... English Verse ..... ............. ........ 100 Upon the Earl of Roscommon's Translation of Horace , De Arte Poeticâ , and of the use of poetry .. .... 101 Ad Comitem Monumetensem de Bentivoglio suo ............. 104 On the Duke of ...
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Edmund Waller. ENCOMIUM ON WALLER . FROM ADDISON'S ACCOUNT OF THE GREATEST ENGLISH POETS . THE Courtly WALLER next commands thy lays ; Muse , tune thy verse with art to Waller's praise . While tender airs and lovely dames inspire Soft ...
Edmund Waller. ENCOMIUM ON WALLER . FROM ADDISON'S ACCOUNT OF THE GREATEST ENGLISH POETS . THE Courtly WALLER next commands thy lays ; Muse , tune thy verse with art to Waller's praise . While tender airs and lovely dames inspire Soft ...
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... English verse , and the first that showed us our tongue had beauty and numbers in it . Our language owes more to him than the French does to Cardinal Richelieu and the whole Academy . A poet cannot think of him without being in the same ...
... English verse , and the first that showed us our tongue had beauty and numbers in it . Our language owes more to him than the French does to Cardinal Richelieu and the whole Academy . A poet cannot think of him without being in the same ...
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... English did not come to its full perfection , and whether it has not had its Augustan age as well as the Latin . It ... English poet , and overflows whatever he builds ; but this was less his case than any man's that ever wrote ; and the ...
... English did not come to its full perfection , and whether it has not had its Augustan age as well as the Latin . It ... English poet , and overflows whatever he builds ; but this was less his case than any man's that ever wrote ; and the ...
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... English poetry , who has disclaim- ed the use of it upon the stage , though no man ever employed it there so happily as he . It was the strength of his genius that first brought it into credit in Plays , and it is the force of his ...
... English poetry , who has disclaim- ed the use of it upon the stage , though no man ever employed it there so happily as he . It was the strength of his genius that first brought it into credit in Plays , and it is the force of his ...
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59 ÆäÀÌÁö - ON A GIRDLE THAT which her slender waist confined Shall now my joyful temples bind : No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done.
68 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
151 ÆäÀÌÁö - Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made: Stronger by weakness, wiser, men become As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view That stand upon the threshold of the new.
137 ÆäÀÌÁö - Falkland, a person of such prodigious parts of learning and knowledge, of that inimitable sweetness and delight in conversation, of so flowing and obliging a humanity and goodness to mankind, and of that primitive simplicity and integrity of life, that if there were no other brand upon this odious and accursed civil war than that single loss, i" must be most infamous and execrable to all posterity.
68 ÆäÀÌÁö - Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be.
122 ÆäÀÌÁö - For the kind spring which but salutes us here, Inhabits there and courts them all the year ; Ripe fruits and blossoms on the same trees live, At once they promise what at once they give ; So sweet the air, so moderate the clime, None sickly lives or dies before his time ; Heaven sure has kept this spot of earth uncurst To show how all things were created first.
90 ÆäÀÌÁö - From hence he does that antique Pile behold, Where Royal heads receive the sacred gold; It gives them Crowns, and does their ashes keep; There made like gods, like mortals there they sleep Making the circle of their Reign complete, 95 Those Suns of Empire, where they rise they set...
64 ÆäÀÌÁö - IT is not that I love yon less, Than when before your feet I lay ; But to prevent the sad increase Of hopeless love, I keep away. In vain, alas ! for every thing, Which I have known belong to you, Your form does to my fancy bring, And makes my old wounds bleed anew.
88 ÆäÀÌÁö - Beneath a shoal of silver fishes glides, And plays about the gilded barges' sides : The ladies angling in the crystal lake, Feast on the waters with the prey they take : At once victorious with their lines and eyes, They make the fishes and the men their prize.
44 ÆäÀÌÁö - While with a strong and yet a gentle hand, You bridle faction, and our hearts command, Protect us from ourselves, and from the foe, Make us unite, and make us conquer too; Let partial spirits still aloud complain, Think themselves injured that they cannot reign, And own no liberty but where they may Without control upon their fellows prey.