The Poetical Works of John Dryden, Volume 1Appleton, 1856 - 524 pages |
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... sense . " Twas not the hasty product of a day , But the well - ripen'd fruit of wise delay . He , like a patient angler , ere he strook , Would let him play a while upon the hook . Our healthful food the stomach labours thus , At first ...
... sense . " Twas not the hasty product of a day , But the well - ripen'd fruit of wise delay . He , like a patient angler , ere he strook , Would let him play a while upon the hook . Our healthful food the stomach labours thus , At first ...
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... sense behind , While you so smoothly turn and roll our sphere , That rapid motion does but rest appear . For , as in nature's swiftness , with the throng Of flying orbs while ours is borne along , All seems at rest to the deluded eye ...
... sense behind , While you so smoothly turn and roll our sphere , That rapid motion does but rest appear . For , as in nature's swiftness , with the throng Of flying orbs while ours is borne along , All seems at rest to the deluded eye ...
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... sense of all the rest . But in this necessity of our rhymes , I have always found the couplet verse most easy , though not so proper for this occasion : for there the work is sooner at an end , every two lines concluding the labour of ...
... sense of all the rest . But in this necessity of our rhymes , I have always found the couplet verse most easy , though not so proper for this occasion : for there the work is sooner at an end , every two lines concluding the labour of ...
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... sense , That if their ruins sadly they regard , ' Tis but with fear the sight might drive him thence . But so may he live long , that town to sway , Which by his auspice they will nobler make , As he will hatch their ashes by his stay ...
... sense , That if their ruins sadly they regard , ' Tis but with fear the sight might drive him thence . But so may he live long , that town to sway , Which by his auspice they will nobler make , As he will hatch their ashes by his stay ...
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... sense , Had yet a deep and dangerous consequence : For as when raging fevers boil the blood , The standing lake soon floats into a flood , And every hostile humour , which before Slept quiet in its channels , bubbles o'er ; So several ...
... sense , Had yet a deep and dangerous consequence : For as when raging fevers boil the blood , The standing lake soon floats into a flood , And every hostile humour , which before Slept quiet in its channels , bubbles o'er ; So several ...
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Page 73 - A daring pilot in extremity, Pleased with the danger, when the waves went high, He sought the storms; but, for a calm unfit, Would steer too nigh the sands to boast his wit. Great wits are sure to madness near allied And thin partitions do their bounds divide; Else, why should he, with wealth and honor blest, Refuse his age the needful hours of rest?
Page 498 - In flower of youth and beauty's pride : — Happy, happy, happy pair ! None but the brave None but the brave None but the brave deserves the fair...
Page 502 - 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 1 JOHN DRYDEN.
Page 500 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure : Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure : Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the King grew vain : Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain. The Master saw the madness rise, His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes ; And, while he heaven and earth defied, Changed his hand, and check'd his pride.
Page 502 - The princes applaud with a furious joy: And the king seized a flambeau with zeal to destroy; Thais led the way, To light him to his prey, And, like another Helen, fired another Troy!
Page 499 - Flushed 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 500 - On the bare earth exposed he lies, With not a friend to close his eyes. With downcast looks the joyless Victor sate, 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 509 - 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 501 - The many rend the skies with loud applause ; So Love was crown'd, but Music won the cause. The prince, unable to conceal his pain, Gazed on the fair Who caused his care, And sigh'd and look'd, sigh'd and look'd, Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again : At length, with love and wine at once oppress'd, The vanquish'd victor sunk upon her breast.
Page 504 - The sacred organ's praise ? Notes inspiring holy love, Notes that wing their heavenly ways To mend the choirs above. Orpheus could lead the savage race, And trees uprooted left their place Sequacious of the lyre : But bright Cecilia raised the wonder higher: When to her organ vocal breath was given, An angel heard, and straight appeared — Mistaking earth for heaven...