The Miscellaneous Works of Joseph Addison, Volume 1D. A. Talboys, 1840 - Medals, Ancient |
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Page viii
... praise . " Nor can we deny that this description of the isolated obscurity of the learned was for ages painfully true . But the days were at last arrived wherein the character of the author was to be demonstrated in all its moral and ...
... praise . " Nor can we deny that this description of the isolated obscurity of the learned was for ages painfully true . But the days were at last arrived wherein the character of the author was to be demonstrated in all its moral and ...
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... praise ! Can neither injuries of time , or age , Damp thy poetic heat , and quench thy rage ? Not so thy Ovid in his exile wrote , Grief chill'd his breast , and check'd his rising thought ; Pensive and sad , his drooping muse betrays ...
... praise ! Can neither injuries of time , or age , Damp thy poetic heat , and quench thy rage ? Not so thy Ovid in his exile wrote , Grief chill'd his breast , and check'd his rising thought ; Pensive and sad , his drooping muse betrays ...
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... into which it had been thrown by party - spirit and hatred . His greatest praise as a statesman is , that few ever passed through life with a purer political character . TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE SIR JOHN SOMERS , LORD KEEPER.
... into which it had been thrown by party - spirit and hatred . His greatest praise as a statesman is , that few ever passed through life with a purer political character . TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE SIR JOHN SOMERS , LORD KEEPER.
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... or misguided love ; If you , well pleas'd , shall smile upon my lays , Secure of fame , my voice I'll boldly raise , For next to what you write , is what you praise . TO THE KING . WHEN now the business of the 8 TO SIR JOHN SOMERS .
... or misguided love ; If you , well pleas'd , shall smile upon my lays , Secure of fame , my voice I'll boldly raise , For next to what you write , is what you praise . TO THE KING . WHEN now the business of the 8 TO SIR JOHN SOMERS .
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... praise , If great Apollo and the tuneful nine Join in the piece , and make the work divine . First , for your bees a proper station find , That's fenc'd about , and shelter'd from the wind ; For winds divert them in their flight , and ...
... praise , If great Apollo and the tuneful nine Join in the piece , and make the work divine . First , for your bees a proper station find , That's fenc'd about , and shelter'd from the wind ; For winds divert them in their flight , and ...
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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.