The Miscellaneous Works of Joseph Addison, Volume 1D. A. Talboys, 1840 - Medals, Ancient |
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... verses and tame poetical epistles are the best productives of political efficacy . We answer , that Addison thereby disciplined his mind , and was thence enabled to give those rules of correcter taste by which the licentious poetry ...
... verses and tame poetical epistles are the best productives of political efficacy . We answer , that Addison thereby disciplined his mind , and was thence enabled to give those rules of correcter taste by which the licentious poetry ...
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Joseph Addison. TO MR . DRYDEN . [ This copy of verses was first published in 1693 , when our author had not attained his 23rd year . Although the first thing of his that appeared in English , it attracted considerable notice ; but he ...
Joseph Addison. TO MR . DRYDEN . [ This copy of verses was first published in 1693 , when our author had not attained his 23rd year . Although the first thing of his that appeared in English , it attracted considerable notice ; but he ...
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... verse , and fair translations , show How thy own laurel first began to grow : How wild Lycaon , chang'd by angry gods , And frighted at himself , ran howling through the woods . O may'st thou still the noble task prolong , Nor age nor ...
... verse , and fair translations , show How thy own laurel first began to grow : How wild Lycaon , chang'd by angry gods , And frighted at himself , ran howling through the woods . O may'st thou still the noble task prolong , Nor age nor ...
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... verses before us , that he was unknown to him at the time of their publication . Lord Somers was the son of an attorney , and rose to the highest offices in the state by his talents and learning . In this situation he became a patron of ...
... verses before us , that he was unknown to him at the time of their publication . Lord Somers was the son of an attorney , and rose to the highest offices in the state by his talents and learning . In this situation he became a patron of ...
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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.