The Poetical Works of Edward Young, Volume 2Bell and Daldy, 1858 |
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Page 151 - The praise of Bacchus then the sweet musician sung, Of Bacchus ever fair, and ever young. The jolly god in triumph comes ; Sound the trumpets, beat the drums ; Flushed with a purple grace He shows his honest face : Now give the hautboys breath ; he comes, he comes.
Page 317 - Ye restless men ! who pant for letter'd praise, With whom would you consult to gain the bays? With those great authors whose fam'd works you read? 'Tis well ; go, then, consult the laurcl'd shade, What answer will the laurel'd shade return?
Page 111 - Tis greatly wise to know, before we 're told, The melancholy news, that we grow old. Autumnal Lyce carries in her face Memento mori to each public place. O how your beating breast a mistress warms, Who looks through spectacles to see your...
Page 135 - One to destroy, is murder by the law ; And gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe ; To murder thousands, takes a specious name, War's glorious art, and gives immortal fame.
Page 72 - As in smooth oil the razor best is whet, So wit is by politeness sharpest set : Their want of edge from their offence is seen ; Both pain us least when exquisitely keen.
Page 193 - Britain boasts her empire o'er the deep, This marble shall compel the brave to weep : As men, as Britons, and as soldiers, mourn — ' Tis dauntless, loyal, virtuous Beauclerk's urn. Sweet were his manners as his soul was great, And ripe his worth, though immature his fate; Each tender grace that joy and love...
Page 136 - Some future strain, in which the Muse shall tell How science dwindles, and how volumes swell. How commentators each dark passage shun, And hold their farthing candle to the Sun.
Page 67 - Nor envies, when a gipsy you commit, And shake the clumsy bench with country wit ; When you the dullest of dull things have said, And then ask pardon for the jest you made.