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 15
A Wolf grinn'd horribly upon his Head , And o'er his brawny Back a Leopard's
Hide was spread . He girt bis mighty Fauchion to his Side , Which hung across
his Thigh with fearful Pride . Blac , Shields , Arms , and Spears flash horribly from
far ...
A Wolf grinn'd horribly upon his Head , And o'er his brawny Back a Leopard's
Hide was spread . He girt bis mighty Fauchion to his Side , Which hung across
his Thigh with fearful Pride . Blac , Shields , Arms , and Spears flash horribly from
far ...
Page 136
Cruel as Tygers o'er their trembling Prey ! I feel him in my Heart , he tears my
Breast , And at each Sigh he drinks the gushing Blood . Otw . Orph . He hates , he
loaths the Beauties that he has enjoy'd ; Oh he is false ! that great , that glorious ...
Cruel as Tygers o'er their trembling Prey ! I feel him in my Heart , he tears my
Breast , And at each Sigh he drinks the gushing Blood . Otw . Orph . He hates , he
loaths the Beauties that he has enjoy'd ; Oh he is false ! that great , that glorious ...
Page 286
She o'er the Dark her silver Mantle threw , And in her pale Dominion check'd the
Night . Nor equal Light th'unequal Moon adorns , Or in her wexing , or her waning
Horns : For ev'ry Day she wanes her Face is less , But gath'ring into Globe ...
She o'er the Dark her silver Mantle threw , And in her pale Dominion check'd the
Night . Nor equal Light th'unequal Moon adorns , Or in her wexing , or her waning
Horns : For ev'ry Day she wanes her Face is less , But gath'ring into Globe ...
Page 305
Now her brown Wings the filent Night displays , Night , sprinkled o'er with
Cynthia's silver Rays : Silence and Darkness all to Rest invite , And Sleep's soft
Chains make fast the Gates of Light . Blac Mean while the rapid Heav'ns rould
down the ...
Now her brown Wings the filent Night displays , Night , sprinkled o'er with
Cynthia's silver Rays : Silence and Darkness all to Rest invite , And Sleep's soft
Chains make fast the Gates of Light . Blac Mean while the rapid Heav'ns rould
down the ...
Page 459
The mighty Flaw makes Heav'n it self resound ; The dead and dying Trojans
Atrew the Ground . The Tow'r that follow'd on the fallen Crew , Whelm'd o'er their
Heads , and bury'd whom it flew Some stuck upon the Darts themselves had fent
...
The mighty Flaw makes Heav'n it self resound ; The dead and dying Trojans
Atrew the Ground . The Tow'r that follow'd on the fallen Crew , Whelm'd o'er their
Heads , and bury'd whom it flew Some stuck upon the Darts themselves had fent
...
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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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