Universal Magazine of Knowledge and Pleasure, Volumul 90Pub. for J. Hinton., 1792 |
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Pagina 3
... Live o'er each scene , and be what they behold : For this the Tragic Muse first trod the stage , Commanding tears to ftream through every age ; Tyrants no more their favage natures kept , And foes to virtue wonder'd how they wept . POPE ...
... Live o'er each scene , and be what they behold : For this the Tragic Muse first trod the stage , Commanding tears to ftream through every age ; Tyrants no more their favage natures kept , And foes to virtue wonder'd how they wept . POPE ...
Pagina 23
... live . Do not then pity us , and be affured , if labour had not fupplied our wants , madame de Verval , and you , her worthy daughter , would have been the first I fhould have made acquainted with our diftrefs . " At this moment ...
... live . Do not then pity us , and be affured , if labour had not fupplied our wants , madame de Verval , and you , her worthy daughter , would have been the first I fhould have made acquainted with our diftrefs . " At this moment ...
Pagina 59
... live the King of the French ! " The prefident answered : The affembly will take your propo- fitions into confideration , and communicate their determination by a message . ' The drynefs of this anfwer , and the affectation of avoiding ...
... live the King of the French ! " The prefident answered : The affembly will take your propo- fitions into confideration , and communicate their determination by a message . ' The drynefs of this anfwer , and the affectation of avoiding ...
Pagina 61
... live . She dreads not war , but she loves peace ; fhe feels that he has need of it ; and the is too confcious of her ftrength to fear making the avowal . When , in requiring other nations to re- fpect her repofe , the took an eternal en ...
... live . She dreads not war , but she loves peace ; fhe feels that he has need of it ; and the is too confcious of her ftrength to fear making the avowal . When , in requiring other nations to re- fpect her repofe , the took an eternal en ...
Pagina 70
... live a EPITAPH , written by Mr. HAYLEY , for the Grave - Stone of his Nurse . SARAH BETTS , Widow , Who paffed near fifty years in one Service , and died Jenuary 2 , 1792 , aged seven- ty - eight years . FAREWELL , dear fervant , fince ...
... live a EPITAPH , written by Mr. HAYLEY , for the Grave - Stone of his Nurse . SARAH BETTS , Widow , Who paffed near fifty years in one Service , and died Jenuary 2 , 1792 , aged seven- ty - eight years . FAREWELL , dear fervant , fince ...
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Pagina 347 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind ; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind...
Pagina 437 - EXCEPT the LORD build the house, they labour in vain that build it : except the LORD keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain.
Pagina 348 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Pagina 430 - Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide...
Pagina 36 - O my soul's joy ! If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have waken'd death ! And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas, Olympus-high ; and duck again as low As hell's from heaven! If it were now to die, Twere now to be most happy; for, I fear, My soul hath her content so absolute, That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Pagina 35 - tis in ourselves that we are thus or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our wills are gardeners ; so that if we will plant nettles, or sow lettuce, set hyssop and weed up thyme, supply it with one gender of herbs, or distract it with many, either to have it sterile with idleness, or manured with industry, why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our wills.
Pagina 428 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby: Never harm, Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.
Pagina 173 - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Pagina 349 - O, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, » And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven, O, how canst thou renounce^ and hope to be forgiven ! These charms shall work thy soul's eternal health, And love, and gentleness, and joy,...
Pagina 172 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war...