The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, 30±Ç1790 |
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... Jove himself did on the bees confer ; Because , invited by the timbrel's found , Lodg'd in a cave th ' almighty babe they found , And the young god nurst kindly under - ground . Of all the wing'd inhabitants of air , These only make ...
... Jove himself did on the bees confer ; Because , invited by the timbrel's found , Lodg'd in a cave th ' almighty babe they found , And the young god nurst kindly under - ground . Of all the wing'd inhabitants of air , These only make ...
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... Jove , That flings the thunder from the sky , And gives it rage to roar , and ftrength to fly . Should the whole frame of nature round him break , In ruin and confufion hurl'd , He , unconcern'd , would hear the mighty crack , And stand ...
... Jove , That flings the thunder from the sky , And gives it rage to roar , and ftrength to fly . Should the whole frame of nature round him break , In ruin and confufion hurl'd , He , unconcern'd , would hear the mighty crack , And stand ...
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... Jove himself , the ruler of the sky , " That hurls the three - fork'd thunder from above , Dares try his ftrength ; yet who fo ftrong as Jove ? " The steeds climb up the first ascent with pain ; " And when the middle firmament they gain ...
... Jove himself , the ruler of the sky , " That hurls the three - fork'd thunder from above , Dares try his ftrength ; yet who fo ftrong as Jove ? " The steeds climb up the first ascent with pain ; " And when the middle firmament they gain ...
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... of Gods , my death " And I deserve it , let me die by Jove ; " If I must perish by the force of fire , " Let me transfix'd with thunderbolts expire . 66 See , whilft I speak , my breath the 1 4 OVID'S METAMORPHOSES , Book II . 119.
... of Gods , my death " And I deserve it , let me die by Jove ; " If I must perish by the force of fire , " Let me transfix'd with thunderbolts expire . 66 See , whilft I speak , my breath the 1 4 OVID'S METAMORPHOSES , Book II . 119.
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... Jove call'd to witness every power above , And ev'n the God , whofe fon the chariot drove , That what he acts he is compell'd to do , Or univerfal ruin muft enfue . Straight he afcends the high ethereal throne , From whence he us'd to ...
... Jove call'd to witness every power above , And ev'n the God , whofe fon the chariot drove , That what he acts he is compell'd to do , Or univerfal ruin muft enfue . Straight he afcends the high ethereal throne , From whence he us'd to ...
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232 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
338 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... there is all Nature cries aloud Through all her works). He must delight in virtue ; And that which He delights in must be happy. But when ? or where ? This world was made for Caesar — I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them.
236 ÆäÀÌÁö - Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile : The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur all around...
232 ÆäÀÌÁö - In foreign realms and lands remote, Supported by Thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air.
337 ÆäÀÌÁö - Here will I hold. If there's a Power above us, — And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works, — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
284 ÆäÀÌÁö - A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty, Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
259 ÆäÀÌÁö - And heavily in clouds brings on the day, The great, th' important day, big with the fate Of Cato and of Rome" Our father's death Would fill up all the guilt of civil war, And close the scene of blood.
117 ÆäÀÌÁö - Their stated course, and leave the beaten track. The youth was in a maze, nor did he know Which way to turn the reins, or where to go ; Nor wou'd the horses, had he known, obey.
233 ÆäÀÌÁö - For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.
261 ÆäÀÌÁö - Remember what our father oft has told us : The ways of heaven are dark and intricate, Puzzled in mazes, and perplex'd with errors : Our understanding traces them in vain, Lost and bewilder'd in the fruitless search : Nor sees with how much art the windings run, Nor where the regular confusion ends.