The Works of the English Poets: AddisonH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... Juba's furrender , fince his father's death , Would give up Afric into Cæfar's hands , And make him lord of half the burning Zone . SYPHA X. But is it true , Sempronius , that your Senate Is call'd together ? Gods ! thou must be ...
... Juba's furrender , fince his father's death , Would give up Afric into Cæfar's hands , And make him lord of half the burning Zone . SYPHA X. But is it true , Sempronius , that your Senate Is call'd together ? Gods ! thou must be ...
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... JUBA , SYPHAX . JUBA . Syphax , I joy to meet thee thus alone . I have obferv'd of late thy looks are fallen , O'ercaft with gloomy cares , and discontent ; Then tell me , Syphax , I conjure thee , tell me , What are the thoughts that ...
... JUBA , SYPHAX . JUBA . Syphax , I joy to meet thee thus alone . I have obferv'd of late thy looks are fallen , O'ercaft with gloomy cares , and discontent ; Then tell me , Syphax , I conjure thee , tell me , What are the thoughts that ...
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... JUBA . Why doft thou caft out such ungenerous terms Against the lords and fovereigns of the world ? Doft thou not fee mankind fall down before them , And own the force of their fuperior virtue ? Is there a nation in the wilds of Afric ...
... JUBA . Why doft thou caft out such ungenerous terms Against the lords and fovereigns of the world ? Doft thou not fee mankind fall down before them , And own the force of their fuperior virtue ? Is there a nation in the wilds of Afric ...
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... JUBA . Thy prejudices , Syphax , won't difcern What virtues grow from ignorance and choice , Nor how the hero ... JUBA . JUBA . Why do'st thou call my forrows up afresh CATO . 263.
... JUBA . Thy prejudices , Syphax , won't difcern What virtues grow from ignorance and choice , Nor how the hero ... JUBA . JUBA . Why do'st thou call my forrows up afresh CATO . 263.
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Samuel Johnson. JUBA . Why do'st thou call my forrows up afresh ? My father's name brings tears into my eyes . x SYPHA X. Oh , that you'd profit by your father's ills ! JUBA . What would'ft thou have me do ? SY PHA X. JUBA . Abandon Cate ...
Samuel Johnson. JUBA . Why do'st thou call my forrows up afresh ? My father's name brings tears into my eyes . x SYPHA X. Oh , that you'd profit by your father's ills ! JUBA . What would'ft thou have me do ? SY PHA X. JUBA . Abandon Cate ...
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Aëre æther arms aſk atque behold beſt blood bluſhes breaſt bright Cadmus Cæfar caft Cato Cato's cauſe charms courſe CYCNUS death DECIUS defcription eaſe Ev'n eyes faid fame fate father fays fecret fenate fhall fhining fight fire firſt fome forrows foul friends ftand ftill ftory ftrength fubject fuccefs fuch 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 SEMPRONIUS ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſhow ſkies ſky ſpeak ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtood ſtreams Syphax tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thoughts thouſand thunder verfe verſe view'd Virgil virgin virtue waſte Whilft youth САТО
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 225 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
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 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 45 - Tis Britain's care to watch o'er Europe's fate, And hold in balance each contending state, To threaten bold presumptuous kings with war, And answer her afflicted neighbours pray'r.
Seite 153 - Who now appear'd but one continu'd wound. With dropping tears his bitter fate he moans, And fills the mountain with his dying groans. His servants with a piteous look he spies, And turns about his supplicating eyes.
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 100 - Not the red arm of angry 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 secure, amidst a falling world.
Seite 210 - Virgil seems no where so well pleased, as when he is got among his Bees in the Fourth Georgic; and ennobles the actions of so trivial a creature, with metaphors drawn from the most important concerns of mankind. His verses...
Seite 249 - ... storms of fate, And greatly falling with a falling state. While Cato gives his little senate laws...
Seite 278 - Rome will rejoice, and cast its eyes on Cato, As on the second of mankind. CATO. No more! I must not think of life on such conditions. DEC. Caesar is well acquainted with your virtues, And therefore sets this value on your life: Let him but know the price of Cato's friendship, And name your terms.