The Poetical Works of John Dryden, Volume 3G. Bell & sons, 1891 |
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... , wife of Charles , Duke of Richmond . Captain Digby was killed at sea in the engagement between the English and Dutch fleet , off Southwold Bay , in 1672. T. THE LADY'S SONG . A QUIRE of bright beauties in OF DRYDEN . 7.
... , wife of Charles , Duke of Richmond . Captain Digby was killed at sea in the engagement between the English and Dutch fleet , off Southwold Bay , in 1672. T. THE LADY'S SONG . A QUIRE of bright beauties in OF DRYDEN . 7.
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... English will , like him , conclude , Let Cæsar live , and Carthage be subdued ! PROLOGUE SPOKEN AT THE OPENING OF THE NEW HOUSE , MARCH 26 , 1674 . 5 A PLAIN built house , after so long a stay , Will send you half unsatisfied away ...
... English will , like him , conclude , Let Cæsar live , and Carthage be subdued ! PROLOGUE SPOKEN AT THE OPENING OF THE NEW HOUSE , MARCH 26 , 1674 . 5 A PLAIN built house , after so long a stay , Will send you half unsatisfied away ...
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... knew your learned sport Of tossing poets in a tennis - court . But ' tis the talent of our English nation , Still to be plotting some new reformation ; 5 10 And few years hence , if anarchy go on , 74 THE POEMS Prologue to Sophonisba.
... knew your learned sport Of tossing poets in a tennis - court . But ' tis the talent of our English nation , Still to be plotting some new reformation ; 5 10 And few years hence , if anarchy go on , 74 THE POEMS Prologue to Sophonisba.
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... English nation , Is worn to rags , and scribbled out of fashion . Such harmless thrusts , as if , like fencers wise , 30 They had agreed their play before their prize . Faith , they may hang their harps upon the willows ; ' Tis just ...
... English nation , Is worn to rags , and scribbled out of fashion . Such harmless thrusts , as if , like fencers wise , 30 They had agreed their play before their prize . Faith , they may hang their harps upon the willows ; ' Tis just ...
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... English manufacture got the day . Jane Clifford was her name , as books aver : Fair Rosamond was but her Nom de guerre . Now tell me , gallants , would you lead your With such a mistress , or with such a wife ? If one must be your ...
... English manufacture got the day . Jane Clifford was her name , as books aver : Fair Rosamond was but her Nom de guerre . Now tell me , gallants , would you lead your With such a mistress , or with such a wife ? If one must be your ...
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Page 15 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain : Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
Page 12 - Flush'd with a purple grace He shows his honest face: Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes! Bacchus, ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain; Bacchus...
Page 16 - Ere heaving bellows learn'd to blow, While organs yet were mute, Timotheus, to his breathing flute And sounding lyre Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire. 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...
Page 18 - Chase from our minds the infernal foe, And peace, the fruit of love, bestow ; And, lest our feet should step astray, Protect and guide us in the way. Make us eternal truths receive, And practise all that we believe : Give us thyself, that we may see The Father, and the Son, by thee. Immortal honor, endless fame, Attend the...
Page 2 - Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell!
Page 13 - Revolving in his alter'd soul The various turns of Chance below; And now and then a sigh he stole And tears began to flow.
Page 2 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began ; When Nature underneath a heap Of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high, Arise, ye more than dead.
Page 3 - But Oh! what art can teach, What human voice can reach The sacred organ's praise? Notes inspiring holy love, Notes that wing their heavenly ways To mend the choirs above.
Page 14 - Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee.
Page 175 - Wife of Bath. But enough of this: there is such a variety of game springing up before me, that I am distracted in my choice, and know not which to follow. 'Tis sufficient to say, according to the proverb, that here is God's plenty...