The Poetical Works of John Dryden, Volume 3G. Bell & sons, 1891 |
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... thou hadst plac'd such power before , Thou shouldst have made her mercy more . When Chloris to the temple comes , Adoring crowds before her fall ; She can restore the dead from tombs , And every life but mine recall . I only am by love ...
... thou hadst plac'd such power before , Thou shouldst have made her mercy more . When Chloris to the temple comes , Adoring crowds before her fall ; She can restore the dead from tombs , And every life but mine recall . I only am by love ...
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... Thou strength of his Almighty hand , Whose power does heaven and earth command . Proceeding Spirit , our defence , Who dost the gifts of tongues dispense , And crown'st thy gift with eloquence ! Refine and purge our earthly parts ; But ...
... Thou strength of his Almighty hand , Whose power does heaven and earth command . Proceeding Spirit , our defence , Who dost the gifts of tongues dispense , And crown'st thy gift with eloquence ! Refine and purge our earthly parts ; But ...
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... thou done To lay down thy pack , And lighten thy back , The world was a fool , e'er since it begun , And since neither Janus , nor Chronos , nor I Can hinder the crimes , Or mend the bad times , ' Tis better to laugh than to cry ...
... thou done To lay down thy pack , And lighten thy back , The world was a fool , e'er since it begun , And since neither Janus , nor Chronos , nor I Can hinder the crimes , Or mend the bad times , ' Tis better to laugh than to cry ...
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... thou past ! Yet we thy ruin haste . As if the cares of human life were few , We seek out new : And follow fate , which would too fast pursue . See , how on every bough the birds express , In their sweet notes , their happiness . They ...
... thou past ! Yet we thy ruin haste . As if the cares of human life were few , We seek out new : And follow fate , which would too fast pursue . See , how on every bough the birds express , In their sweet notes , their happiness . They ...
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... Thou shalt be restor❜d again : Albion , lov'd of gods and men . Still thou art the care of heaven , In thy youth to exile driven : Heaven thy ruin then prevented , Till the guilty land repented : In thy age , when none could aid thee ...
... Thou shalt be restor❜d again : Albion , lov'd of gods and men . Still thou art the care of heaven , In thy youth to exile driven : Heaven thy ruin then prevented , Till the guilty land repented : In thy age , when none could aid thee ...
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ALBION AND ALBANIUS Arcite arms beauty behold betwixt blood Boccace breast call'd chang'd Chanticleer Chaucer conquer'd Creon dare dead death delight dream Dryden e'en e'er Emily English EPILOGUE eyes fair fame fate fear fight fire fool forc'd fortune grace happy haste heart heaven honour hope humour JOHN DRYDEN judge kind king knight KNIGHT'S TALE live look'd lord lovers Lucretius Mars mighty mind monarch mortal mourn muse ne'er never numbers nymph o'er once oppress'd Ovid Oxford bells pain Palamon Pirithous pity plac'd plain play pleas'd pleasure poet pointed lance prince PROLOGUE queen rais'd rest rhyme sacred scarce sense slain song soul strife sweet tale Thebes thee Theocritus Theseus thou thought translated true turn'd Twas UNIVERSITY OF OXFORD Venus verse Virgil whate'er Whig words wretched writ write youth
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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...