The Works of the English Poets: AddisonH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... brood appear , Nor wood - pecks , nor the swallow harbour near . They wake the fwarms , and as they fly along Convey the tender morfels to their young . C Let Let purling ftreams , and fountains edg'd with mofs , [ 417 ]
... brood appear , Nor wood - pecks , nor the swallow harbour near . They wake the fwarms , and as they fly along Convey the tender morfels to their young . C Let Let purling ftreams , and fountains edg'd with mofs , [ 417 ]
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... young with strange delight , And knead the yielding wax , and work the flimy sweet But when on high you see the bees repair , Borne on the wind , through diftant tracts of air , And view the winged cloud all blackening from afar While ...
... young with strange delight , And knead the yielding wax , and work the flimy sweet But when on high you see the bees repair , Borne on the wind , through diftant tracts of air , And view the winged cloud all blackening from afar While ...
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... young god nurft kindly under - ground . Of all the wing'd inhabitants of air , These only make their young the public care ; In well - difpos'd focieties they live , And laws and ftatutes regulate their hive ; Nor ftray , like others ...
... young god nurft kindly under - ground . Of all the wing'd inhabitants of air , These only make their young the public care ; In well - difpos'd focieties they live , And laws and ftatutes regulate their hive ; Nor ftray , like others ...
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... young at night , returning from their toils , Bring home their thighs clog'd with the meadows spoils . On lavender and faffron - buds they feed , On bending ofiers , and the balmy reed : From From purple violets and the teile they bring ...
... young at night , returning from their toils , Bring home their thighs clog'd with the meadows spoils . On lavender and faffron - buds they feed , On bending ofiers , and the balmy reed : From From purple violets and the teile they bring ...
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... young without a mother's pain . From herbs and flowers they pick each tender bee , And cull from plants a buzzing progeny ; From these they choose out fubjects , and create A little monarch of the rifing state ; Then Then build wax ...
... young without a mother's pain . From herbs and flowers they pick each tender bee , And cull from plants a buzzing progeny ; From these they choose out fubjects , and create A little monarch of the rifing state ; Then Then build wax ...
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Æneid æther Afide arms atque behold beſt bleft bluſhes breaſt Cadmus Cæfar caft Cato Cato's caufe charms courſe CYCNUS death DECIUS defcribe defcription Ev'n eyes fafe faid fame fate father fays fecret fhade fhall fhining fide fight fire firſt fome forrows foul fpring friends ftand ftill ftrength fubject fuch fure fword Georgic goddeſs gods grief heart heaven himſelf itſelf Jove JUBA laft laſt loft LUCIA LUCIUS maid Marcia Marcus mighty moſt muſt myſelf numbers Numidian nunc nymph o'er Ovid paffion Pentheus Phaeton pleaſe pleaſure Poet Portius praiſe prince purſue rage raiſe reft reſt rife rifu riſe Roman Rome ſay ſcenes ſee SEMPRONIUS ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow ſkies ſky ſpeak ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtood ſtory ſtreams Syphax tears thee theſe thofe thoſe thou thoughts thouſand thunder verfe view'd Virgil virgin virtue Whilft youth САТО
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 329 - Here will I hold. If there's a Power above us, — And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works, — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
Seite 229 - Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile : The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur all around...
Seite 330 - ... there is all Nature cries aloud Through all her works). He must delight in virtue ; And that which He delights in must be happy. But when ? or where ? This world was made for Caesar — I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them.
Seite 44 - On foreign mountains may the Sun refine The grape's soft juice, and mellow it to wine, With citron groves adorn a distant soil, And the fat olive swell with floods of oil : We envy not the warmer clime, that lies...
Seite 107 - The god sits high, exalted on a throne Of blazing gems, with purple garments on ; The hours, in order rang'd on either hand, And days, and months, and years, and ages stand. Here spring appears with...
Seite 253 - Put forth thy utmost strength, work every nerve, And call up all thy father in thy soul : To quell the tyrant Love, and guard thy heart On this weak side, where most our nature fails, Would be a conquest worthy Cato's son.
Seite 248 - Commanding tears to stream through every age ; Tyrants no more their savage nature kept, And foes to virtue wonder'd how they wept. Our author shuns...
Seite 223 - To all my weak Complaints and Cries Thy Mercy lent an Ear, Ere yet my feeble Thoughts had learnt To form themselves in Pray'r. Unnumber'd Comforts to my Soul Thy tender Care bestow'd, Before my Infant Heart conceiv'd From whom those Comforts flow'd. When in the slipp'ry Paths of Youth With heedless Steps I ran, Thine Arm unseen convey'd me safe And led me up to Man...
Seite 35 - Through pathless fields, and unfrequented floods, To dens of dragons and enchanted woods. But now the mystic tale, that pleased of yore, Can charm an understanding age no more; The long-spun allegories fulsome grow, While the dull moral lies too plain below.
Seite 281 - This sober conduct is a mighty virtue In lukewarm patriots. Cato. Come! no more, Sempronius, All here are friends to Rome, and to each other. Let us not weaken still the weaker side By our divisions. Sem. Cato, my resentments Are sacrificed to Rome — I stand reproved.