The Miscellaneous Works of Joseph Addison, Volume 1D. A. Talboys, 1840 - Medals, Ancient |
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... Jove himself did on the bees confer ; Because , invited by the timbrel's sound , Lodg'd in a cave , th ' almighty babe they found , And the young god nurs'd kindly under ground . Of all the wing'd inhabitants of air , These only make ...
... Jove himself did on the bees confer ; Because , invited by the timbrel's sound , Lodg'd in a cave , th ' almighty babe they found , And the young god nurs'd kindly under ground . Of all the wing'd inhabitants of air , These only make ...
Page 83
... Jove , That flings the thunder from the sky , And gives it rage to roar , and strength to fly . Should the whole frame of nature round him break , In ruin and confusion hurl'd , He unconcern'd , would hear the mighty crack , And stand ...
... Jove , That flings the thunder from the sky , And gives it rage to roar , and strength to fly . Should the whole frame of nature round him break , In ruin and confusion hurl'd , He unconcern'd , would hear the mighty crack , And stand ...
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... Jove himself , the ruler of the sky , " That hurls the three - fork'd thunder from above , " Dares try his strength ; yet who so strong as Jove ? " The steeds climb up the first ascent with pain : " And when the middle firmament they ...
... Jove himself , the ruler of the sky , " That hurls the three - fork'd thunder from above , " Dares try his strength ; yet who so strong as Jove ? " The steeds climb up the first ascent with pain : " And when the middle firmament they ...
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... Jove ; " If I must perish by the force of fire , " Let me transfix'd with thunderbolts expire . " See , whilst I speak , my breath the vapours choke , ( For now her face lay wrapp'd in clouds of smoke ) " See my singed hair , behold my ...
... Jove ; " If I must perish by the force of fire , " Let me transfix'd with thunderbolts expire . " See , whilst I speak , my breath the vapours choke , ( For now her face lay wrapp'd in clouds of smoke ) " See my singed hair , behold my ...
Page 102
... Jove call'd to witness every power above , And ev'n the god , whose son the chariot drove , That what he acts he is compell'd to do , Or universal ruin must ensue . Straight he ascends the high ethereal throne , From whence he us'd to ...
... Jove call'd to witness every power above , And ev'n the god , whose son the chariot drove , That what he acts he is compell'd to do , Or universal ruin must ensue . Straight he ascends the high ethereal throne , From whence he us'd to ...
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Addison advanc'd Æneid æther amidst appear arms atque beauties bees behold blood breast bright Britannia's British Cadmus chariot charms circum cloth lettered cries CYCNUS death divine earth Edition English Ev'n ev'ry eyes Fain fate fcap fear fields fight fire fix'd flames flow'ry foolscap foolscap 8vo fury Gaul Georgic give goddess Godfrey Kneller gods grace Greek heat heaven hero Hesiod hive honour immortal J. C. LOUDON JOHN FAREY join'd Jove kindled labours Latin light limbs look lord lord Halifax maid Metamorphoses mighty moral mountains muse nature neighb'ring numbers nunc nymph o'er Ovid Ovid's Metamorphoses Pentheus Phaeton pleas'd poem poet poetry praise Quæ rage rais'd reader rise round shade shining shore sight skies sound steeds stood story streams tell thee thou thought thunder Tiresias toils tow'ring trembling turns verse view'd Virgil voice Whilst whole winds woods youth
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Page xii - He might well rejoice at the death of that which he could not have killed. Every reader of every party, since personal malice is past and the papers which once inflamed the nation are read only as effusions of wit, must wish for more of the Whig Examiners ; for on no occasion was the genius of Addison more vigorously exerted, and on none did the superiority of his powers more evidently appear.
Page 46 - For wheresoe'er I turn my ravish'd eyes, gay gilded scenes and shining prospects rise, poetic fields encompass me around, and still I seem to tread on classic ground; for here the Muse so oft her harp has strung, that not a mountain rears its head unsung, renown'd in verse each shady thicket grows, and every stream in heavenly numbers flows.
Page 37 - I'll try to make their several beauties known, And show their verses worth tho' not my own. .Long had our dull forefathers slept supine, Nor felt the raptures of the tuneful Nine, Till Chaucer first, a merry bard, arose, And many a story told in rhyme and prose. But age has rusted what the poet writ, Worn out his language, and obscured his wit; In vain he jests in his unpolished strain, And tries to make his readers laugh in vain.