The Works of the Right Honourable Joseph Addison, Volume 1Bell & Daldy, 1885 |
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Page xvii
... thee forgetful if I form a song , My lyre be broken , and untuned my tongue , My griefs be doubled , from thy image free , And mirth a torment , unchastised by thee . Oft let me range the gloomy aisles alone , ( Sad luxury ! to vulgar ...
... thee forgetful if I form a song , My lyre be broken , and untuned my tongue , My griefs be doubled , from thy image free , And mirth a torment , unchastised by thee . Oft let me range the gloomy aisles alone , ( Sad luxury ! to vulgar ...
Page xvii
... thee , O Craggs , th ' expiring Sage conveyed , Great , but ill - omened , monument of fame ; Nor he survived to give , nor thou to claim . Swift after him thy social spirit flies , And close to his , how soon ! thy coffin lies . Blest ...
... thee , O Craggs , th ' expiring Sage conveyed , Great , but ill - omened , monument of fame ; Nor he survived to give , nor thou to claim . Swift after him thy social spirit flies , And close to his , how soon ! thy coffin lies . Blest ...
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... thee . It would not be fair to criticise our author's poetry , especially the poetry of his younger days , very exactly . He was not a poet born : or , he had not studied , with sufficient care , the best models of English poetry ...
... thee . It would not be fair to criticise our author's poetry , especially the poetry of his younger days , very exactly . He was not a poet born : or , he had not studied , with sufficient care , the best models of English poetry ...
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... thee in arms , and led thee to the field ; My muse , expecting , on the British strand Waits thy return , and welcomes thee to land : She oft has seen thee pressing on the foe , When Europe was concerned in every blow ; But durst not in ...
... thee in arms , and led thee to the field ; My muse , expecting , on the British strand Waits thy return , and welcomes thee to land : She oft has seen thee pressing on the foe , When Europe was concerned in every blow ; But durst not in ...
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Joseph Addison Richard Hurd, Henry George Bohn. Draw thee beloved in peace , and feared in wars , Inured to noon - day sweats , 1 and midnight cares ! But still the godlike man , by some hard fate , Receives the glory of his toils too ...
Joseph Addison Richard Hurd, Henry George Bohn. Draw thee beloved in peace , and feared in wars , Inured to noon - day sweats , 1 and midnight cares ! But still the godlike man , by some hard fate , Receives the glory of his toils too ...
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Page 182 - Tis not a set of features, or complexion, The tincture of a skin, that I admire: Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
Page 49 - The victor's shouts and dying groans confound, The dreadful burst of cannon rend the skies, And all the thunder of the battle rise. "Twas then great Marlborough's mighty soul was proved, That, in the shock of charging hosts unmoved, Amidst confusion, horror, and despair, Examined all the dreadful scenes of war ; In peaceful thought the field of death surveyed, To fainting squadrons sent the timely aid, Inspired repulsed battalions to engage, And taught the doubtful battle where to rage.
Page xvii - To strew fresh laurels, let the task be mine, A frequent pilgrim at thy sacred shrine ; Mine with true sighs thy absence to bemoan, And grave with faithful epitaphs thy stone.