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... dear - bought fame ; That lust of pow'r , to which he's such a slave , And for the which alone he dares be brave ; To which his various projects are design'd , Which makes him gen'rous , affable , and kind ; Que le ministre alors le ...
... dear - bought fame ; That lust of pow'r , to which he's such a slave , And for the which alone he dares be brave ; To which his various projects are design'd , Which makes him gen'rous , affable , and kind ; Que le ministre alors le ...
Page 144
... dear , Of Irish swains potatoe is the cheer ; Oats for their feasts the Scottish shepherds grind , Sweet turnips are the food of Blouzelind : While she loves turnips , butter I'll despise , Nor leeks , nor oatmeal , nor potatoe prize ...
... dear , Of Irish swains potatoe is the cheer ; Oats for their feasts the Scottish shepherds grind , Sweet turnips are the food of Blouzelind : While she loves turnips , butter I'll despise , Nor leeks , nor oatmeal , nor potatoe prize ...
Page 160
... Dear charming saint ! Beneath : A new receipt for paint . In it in beau spelling : Tru tel deth ! There in her own : Far an el breth . Here : Lovely nymph pronounce my doom ! There : A safe way to use perfume . Here a page fill'd with ...
... Dear charming saint ! Beneath : A new receipt for paint . In it in beau spelling : Tru tel deth ! There in her own : Far an el breth . Here : Lovely nymph pronounce my doom ! There : A safe way to use perfume . Here a page fill'd with ...
Page 168
... Though cold would burn , though dry would melt . Dear Venus , hide this wondrous maid , Nor let her loose to spoil your trade . While she ingrosses every swain , 1 En haut , en bas , devant , derrière , 168 POÉTIQUE ANGLAISE .
... Though cold would burn , though dry would melt . Dear Venus , hide this wondrous maid , Nor let her loose to spoil your trade . While she ingrosses every swain , 1 En haut , en bas , devant , derrière , 168 POÉTIQUE ANGLAISE .
Page 170
... dear papa commands . The charming couple now unites : Proceed we to the marriage - rites . Imprimis , at the temple - porch Stood Hymen with a flaming torch ; The smiling Cyprian goddess brings Her infant - loves with purple wings ; And ...
... dear papa commands . The charming couple now unites : Proceed we to the marriage - rites . Imprimis , at the temple - porch Stood Hymen with a flaming torch ; The smiling Cyprian goddess brings Her infant - loves with purple wings ; And ...
Expressions et termes fréquents
amant Amid amour arms attraits bear beauté BÉLINDE beneath Betty blest bliss breast breath bright brillant call CARDELIA charms ciel clouds cœur Damon dear death desire douce doux e'er earth envy époux ev'n ev'ry eyes fate fear femme find first flame friend full gave give good grace great hand head headlong hear heart heav'n hélas Hence high hope kind kindling know l'amour lady last life light look lost love lovely madame made made for love make mastiff mind Musidore my breast my fancy nature's never night nymph o'er once plaisirs pleasing pleasure pleurs pow'r pride reason round scorn shade sigh SMILINDA soft soul sound strange stream stroke sweet take tears tendre their think thou thought thrice thro vanity virtue warm wings wish world wretch Xantippe young youth
Fréquemment cités
Page 188 - If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay: If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way.
Page 78 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise ! See the snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes!
Page 332 - Ah little think the gay licentious proud, Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround; They, who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth, And wanton, often cruel, riot waste; Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Page 80 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast from her sacred store Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With Nature's mother-wit and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown : He raised a mortal to the skies ; She drew an angel down.
Page 354 - An heir of glory! a frail child of dust! Helpless immortal! insect infinite! A worm ! a god ! I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost ! at home a stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast, And wondering at her own: how reason reels!
Page 374 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind, The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Page 333 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain. How many sink in the devouring flood, Or more devouring flame. How many bleed, By shameful variance betwixt man and man. How many pine in want, and dungeon glooms ; Shut from the common air, and common use Of their own limbs.
Page 34 - Hail, horrors! hail, Infernal World! and thou, profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor— one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time.
Page 208 - What though no friends in sable weeds appear, Grieve for an hour, perhaps, then mourn a year, And bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances, and the public show...
Page 368 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...