The Art of English Poetry Containing: Rules for making verses. A collection of the most natural, agreeable and sublime thoughts (!) ... that are to be found in the best English poets. A dictionary of rhymes. I.. II.. III.S. Buckley, 1710 - 554 pagini |
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Pagina 18
... Storm to have fo calm a Peace .. Wall . If the Words accented on the laft Syllable end in any of the Vowels except mute E , or in a Diphthong , the Rhyme is made made only to that Vowel or Dipthong . To the 18 RULES for making CHA P. II ...
... Storm to have fo calm a Peace .. Wall . If the Words accented on the laft Syllable end in any of the Vowels except mute E , or in a Diphthong , the Rhyme is made made only to that Vowel or Dipthong . To the 18 RULES for making CHA P. II ...
Pagina 2
... d in Heav'n , but mortal Men below . By his Terreftrial Name Egeon know Dryd , Virg . Dryd . Hom . EOLUS : See Winds , Storm . The God , who does in Caves constrain the Winds , Can Can with a Breath their clam'rous Rage appeafe , They ( 2 )
... d in Heav'n , but mortal Men below . By his Terreftrial Name Egeon know Dryd , Virg . Dryd . Hom . EOLUS : See Winds , Storm . The God , who does in Caves constrain the Winds , Can Can with a Breath their clam'rous Rage appeafe , They ( 2 )
Pagina 44
... Storm A Silence in the Heavens , the Rack stand still ; The bold Winds fpeechlefs , and the Orb below As hufh as Death . Hud . Dryd . Oivd . Dryd . Don Seb . Shak . Haml . Calm as the Breath which fans our Eaftern Groves . Dryd . Auren ...
... Storm A Silence in the Heavens , the Rack stand still ; The bold Winds fpeechlefs , and the Orb below As hufh as Death . Hud . Dryd . Oivd . Dryd . Don Seb . Shak . Haml . Calm as the Breath which fans our Eaftern Groves . Dryd . Auren ...
Pagina 50
... Storm , Tempeft , Thunder , Wind . Not one kind Star was kindled in the Sky , Nor could the Moon her borrow'd Light fupply : For mifty Clouds involv'd the Firmament , Dryd . Virg . Dryd . Virg . The Stars were muffled and the Moon was ...
... Storm , Tempeft , Thunder , Wind . Not one kind Star was kindled in the Sky , Nor could the Moon her borrow'd Light fupply : For mifty Clouds involv'd the Firmament , Dryd . Virg . Dryd . Virg . The Stars were muffled and the Moon was ...
Pagina 56
... Storm of Hail and Rain Beats to the Ground the yet unbearded Grain ; Think not the Hopes of Harveft are destroy'd On the flat Field and on the naked Void : Dryd . Virg . The The light unloaded Stem , from Tempeft freed , Will ( 56 )
... Storm of Hail and Rain Beats to the Ground the yet unbearded Grain ; Think not the Hopes of Harveft are destroy'd On the flat Field and on the naked Void : Dryd . Virg . The The light unloaded Stem , from Tempeft freed , Will ( 56 )
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Pagina 179 - I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Pagina 455 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake ; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg and howlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble ; 20 Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Third Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, Witches...
Pagina 337 - That he should weep for her? What would he do Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears, And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears.
Pagina 269 - Hail wedded Love, mysterious law, true source Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else. By thee adulterous lust was driven from men Among the bestial herds to range; by thee, Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother first were known.
Pagina 389 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Pagina 320 - The birds their choir apply ; airs, vernal airs, Breathing the smell of field and grove, attune The trembling leaves, while universal Pan, Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance, Led on the eternal Spring.
Pagina 176 - That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind ; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer, My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass, and yet there Dwelt all that's good and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Pagina 319 - Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Pagina 386 - I did hear him groan; Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas!
Pagina 299 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war...