The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes, Volume 11A. Constable & Company, 1821 |
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... pass'd for merit at her open door : Heaven saw , he safely might increase his poor , And trust their sustenance with her so well , As not to be at charge of miracle . None could be needy , whom she saw or knew ; All in the compass of ...
... pass'd for merit at her open door : Heaven saw , he safely might increase his poor , And trust their sustenance with her so well , As not to be at charge of miracle . None could be needy , whom she saw or knew ; All in the compass of ...
Page 135
... pass'd along , Each pressing foremost in the mighty throng , Ambitious to be seen , and then make room For greater multitudes that were to come . Yet unemploy'd , no minute slipp'd away ; Moments were precious in so short a stay . The ...
... pass'd along , Each pressing foremost in the mighty throng , Ambitious to be seen , and then make room For greater multitudes that were to come . Yet unemploy'd , no minute slipp'd away ; Moments were precious in so short a stay . The ...
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... pass'd serenely with a single breath ; This moment perfect health , the next was death : One sigh did her eternal bliss assure ; So little penance needs , when souls are almost pure . As gentle dreams our waking thoughts pursue , Or ...
... pass'd serenely with a single breath ; This moment perfect health , the next was death : One sigh did her eternal bliss assure ; So little penance needs , when souls are almost pure . As gentle dreams our waking thoughts pursue , Or ...
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... pass'd the day , ' Twas wondrous how she found an hour to pray . A soul so calm , it knew not ebbs or flows , Which passion could but curl , not discompose . A female softness , with a manly mind ; A daughter duteous , and a sister kind ...
... pass'd the day , ' Twas wondrous how she found an hour to pray . A soul so calm , it knew not ebbs or flows , Which passion could but curl , not discompose . A female softness , with a manly mind ; A daughter duteous , and a sister kind ...
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... hand , But when they met , they made a surly stand , And glared like angry lions as they pass'd , And wish'd that every look might be their last . It chanced at length , Perithous came , to attend 262 BOOK I. PALAMON AND ARCITE .
... hand , But when they met , they made a surly stand , And glared like angry lions as they pass'd , And wish'd that every look might be their last . It chanced at length , Perithous came , to attend 262 BOOK I. PALAMON AND ARCITE .
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Page 167 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began ; When Nature underneath a heap Of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high, Arise, ye more than dead.
Page 187 - War, he sung, is toil and trouble, Honour but an empty bubble, Never ending, still beginning ; Fighting still, and still destroying ; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think, it worth enjoying : Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee ! —The many rend the skies with loud applause ; So Love was crown'd, but Music won the cause.
Page 185 - Flush'd with a purple grace, He shows his honest face ; Now give the hautboys breath : he comes ! he comes ! Bacchus, ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain ; Bacchus...
Page 226 - Tis sufficient to say, according to the proverb, that here is God's plenty. We have our forefathers and great grand-dames all before us, as they were in Chaucer's days: their general characters are still remaining in mankind, and even in England, though they are called by other names than those of Monks, and Friars, and Canons, and Lady Abbesses, and Nuns; 'for mankind is ever the same, and nothing lost out of nature, though everything is altered.
Page 187 - Now strike the golden lyre again ; A louder yet, and yet a louder strain. Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him, like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark ! the horrid sound . Has raised up his head ; As awaked from the dead, And amazed, he stares around. Revenge, revenge...
Page 184 - In flower of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair...
Page 170 - To all the blest above : So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die, And Music shall untune the sky.
Page 160 - Three poets in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn; The first in loftiness of thought surpassed, The next in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go, To make a third she joined the former two.
Page 219 - In the first place, as he is the father of English poetry, so I hold him in the same degree of veneration as the Grecians held Homer or the Romans Virgil.
Page 191 - But, oh, inflame and fire our hearts ! Our frailties help, our vice control, Submit the senses to the soul; And when rebellious they are grown, Then lay thy hand, and hold them down. Chase from our minds the infernal foe, And peace, the fruit of Love, bestow ; And lest our feet should step astray, Protect and guide us in the way.