The Miscellaneous Works of Joseph Addison, Volume 1D. A. Talboys, 1840 - Medals, Ancient |
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... Behold with what resistless force he falls On towns besieg'd , and thunders at thy walls ! Ask Villeroy , for Villeroy beheld The town surrender'd and the treaty seal'd , With what amazing strength the forts were won , Whilst the whole ...
... Behold with what resistless force he falls On towns besieg'd , and thunders at thy walls ! Ask Villeroy , for Villeroy beheld The town surrender'd and the treaty seal'd , With what amazing strength the forts were won , Whilst the whole ...
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... behold that look , Which such confusion and amazement struck Through Gallic hosts : but , oh ! let us descry Mirth in thy brow , and pleasure in thy eye ; Let nothing dreadful in thy face be found , But for a while forget the trumpet's ...
... behold that look , Which such confusion and amazement struck Through Gallic hosts : but , oh ! let us descry Mirth in thy brow , and pleasure in thy eye ; Let nothing dreadful in thy face be found , But for a while forget the trumpet's ...
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... behold A host of giants covering all the shore . So stands a forest tall of mountain oaks Advanc'd to mighty growth : the traveller Hears from the humble valley where he rides The hollow murmurs of the winds that blow Amidst the boughs ...
... behold A host of giants covering all the shore . So stands a forest tall of mountain oaks Advanc'd to mighty growth : the traveller Hears from the humble valley where he rides The hollow murmurs of the winds that blow Amidst the boughs ...
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... behold , Nations of slaves , with tyranny debas'd , ( Their maker's image more than half defac'd ) Hourly instructed , as they urge their toil , To prize their queen , and love their native soil . Still to the rising sun they take their ...
... behold , Nations of slaves , with tyranny debas'd , ( Their maker's image more than half defac'd ) Hourly instructed , as they urge their toil , To prize their queen , and love their native soil . Still to the rising sun they take their ...
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... behold that ev'ning close ! Thick'ning their ranks and wedg'd in firm array , The close compacted Britons win their way ; In vain the cannon their throng'd war defac'd With tracts of death , and laid the battle waste ; Still pressing ...
... behold that ev'ning close ! Thick'ning their ranks and wedg'd in firm array , The close compacted Britons win their way ; In vain the cannon their throng'd war defac'd With tracts of death , and laid the battle waste ; Still pressing ...
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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.