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. |
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Page 163
Events are doubtful which on Battels wait ; But where's the Doubt to Souls fecure
of Fate ? ... Tis better not to be than to be Creon : A thinking Soul is Punishment
enough ; But when ' tis great , like mine , and wretched too , Then every Thought
...
Events are doubtful which on Battels wait ; But where's the Doubt to Souls fecure
of Fate ? ... Tis better not to be than to be Creon : A thinking Soul is Punishment
enough ; But when ' tis great , like mine , and wretched too , Then every Thought
...
Page 257
Lee Mithrida If all my Heart and Soul be'n't chine , May thy dear Body ne'er be
mine . Cowl . O my Monimia , to my Soul thou're dear As Honour to my Name ;
dear as the Light To Eyes but just restor'd and heal'd of Blindness . Otw . Orph . O
...
Lee Mithrida If all my Heart and Soul be'n't chine , May thy dear Body ne'er be
mine . Cowl . O my Monimia , to my Soul thou're dear As Honour to my Name ;
dear as the Light To Eyes but just restor'd and heal'd of Blindness . Otw . Orph . O
...
Page 298
Dryd But Man may justly tuneful Strains admire , His Soul is Musick , and his
Breast a Lyre . A Lyre , which while its various Notes agree , Enjoys the Sweet of
its own Harmony . In us rough Hatred with soft Love is joyn'd , And sprightly Hope
...
Dryd But Man may justly tuneful Strains admire , His Soul is Musick , and his
Breast a Lyre . A Lyre , which while its various Notes agree , Enjoys the Sweet of
its own Harmony . In us rough Hatred with soft Love is joyn'd , And sprightly Hope
...
Page 353
Rich was his Soul , tho ' his Attire was poor , As God had cloath'd his own
Ambassador ; For such , on Earth , his bleft Redeemer bore . Refind himself to
Soul , to curb the Sense , And made almost a Sin of Abstinence . Yet had his Afpe
& t ...
Rich was his Soul , tho ' his Attire was poor , As God had cloath'd his own
Ambassador ; For such , on Earth , his bleft Redeemer bore . Refind himself to
Soul , to curb the Sense , And made almost a Sin of Abstinence . Yet had his Afpe
& t ...
Page 432
0 Words would but wrong the Gratitude I owe you : Should I begin to freak , iny
Soul's fo full , That I should talk of nothing else all Day . Otw . Ori With what
becoming Thanks can I reply , Not only Words lie lab'ring in my Breaft , But
Thought it ...
0 Words would but wrong the Gratitude I owe you : Should I begin to freak , iny
Soul's fo full , That I should talk of nothing else all Day . Otw . Ori With what
becoming Thanks can I reply , Not only Words lie lab'ring in my Breaft , But
Thought it ...
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| Title | 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. |
| Author | Edward Bysshe |
| Publisher | S. Buckley, 1710 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 30 Jun 2005 |
| Length | 554 pages |
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