Sylvae, Or, The Second Part of Poetical Miscellanies |
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Æneids beſt Breaſt caft Catullus Charms Chlo cloſe cou'd Cymon Daph Dart Death defire difdain DRYDEN e're Earl Earl Douglas eaſe ev'n ev'ry Eyes fafe faid fair falfe fame Fate fear felf fent fhall fhou'd fight fing firft firſt flain fome Fool foon Friend ftill fuch fure fweet GEORGE ETHERIDGE Gods Grace Heart Heav'n himſelf Horace Idyllium of Theocritus inftruct joys juſt kiffing laſt Laufus leaſt lefs Lesbia leſs loft loſe lov'd Love Lucretius Maid Mezentius Mind moſt Mufe Muſe muſt Numbers Nymphs o're Paffion Pain paſt Piercy pleas'd pleaſe Pleaſure Poet Pow'r praiſe purſue Rage reft reſt rifing Rural Lay Satyr ſcarce Senfe ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould Song Soul ſtand ſtay ſtill ſtood ſtrive Tarchon thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou Thoughts thouſand thro Tranflated Verfe Virgil whofe Whoſe wife wiſh wou'd wound
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Page 181 - The country rings around with loud alarms, And raw in fields the rude militia swarms; Mouths without hands; maintained at vast expense, In peace a charge, in war a weak defence; Stout once a month they march, a blustering band, And ever, but in times of need, at hand...
Page 240 - To drive the deer with hound and horn Earl Percy took his way ; The child may rue that is unborn The hunting of that day.
Page 168 - The deep recesses of the grove he gain'd ; Where, in a plain defended by the wood, Crept through the matted grass a...
Page 87 - Or mead for cooling drink prepares Of virgin honey in the jars. Or in the now declining year, When bounteous Autumn rears his head, He joys to pull the ripen'd pear, And clustring grapes with purple spread. The fairest of his fruit he serves, Priapus thy rewards: Sylvanus too his part deserves, Whose care the fences guards.
Page 34 - Must be, when those misfortunes shall arrive; And since the man who is not feels not woe (For death exempts him, and wards off the blow, Which we, the living, only feel and bear) What is there left for us in death to fear? When once that pause of life has come between, 'Tis just the same as we had never been. And therefore if a man bemoan his lot, That after death his mouldering limbs shall rot, Or flames, or jaws of beasts devour his mass, Know, he's an unsincere, unthinking ass.
Page 85 - Happy the man - and happy he alone He who can call today his own, He who, secure within, can say 'Tomorrow, do thy worst, for I have lived today: Be fair or foul or rain or shine, The joys I have possessed in spite of Fate are mine: Not Heaven itself upon the Past has power, But what has been has been, and I have had my hour.
Page 168 - And on the Margin of the Fount was laid (Attended by her Slaves) a sleeping Maid. Like Dian, and her Nymphs, when tir'd with...
Page 182 - Depriv'd of day, and held in fetters faft : His life was only fpar'd at their requeft, Whom taken he fo nobly had releas'd : But ! But Iphigenia was the ladies care, Each in their turn addrefs'd to treat the fair ; While Pafimond and his the nuptial feaft prepare.
Page 169 - Fix'd on her face, nor could remove his sight, New as he was to love, and novice in delight; Long mute he stood, and leaning on his staff, His wonder...
Page 165 - Though now arraign'd, he read with some delight; Because he seems to chew the cud again, When his broad comment makes the text too plain; And teaches more in one explaining page, Than all the double meanings of the stage.