Anecdotes of Literature and Scarce Books, Volume 6

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F. C. & J. Rivington, 1812 - Bibliography

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Page 417 - WHEN civil dudgeon first grew high, And men fell out they knew not why ; When hard words, jealousies, and fears, Set folks together by the ears, And made them fight, like mad or drunk, For dame Religion, as for punk...
Page 46 - Ah, were she pitiful as she is fair, Or but as mild as she is seeming so, Then were my hopes greater than my despair, Then all the world were heaven, nothing woe. Ah, were her heart relenting as her hand, That seems to melt even with the mildest touch, Then knew I where to seat me in a land, Under wide heavens, but yet [I know] not such.
Page 157 - Proud lust-stung Tarquine, seeking still to prove her, Romeo, Richard, more whose names I know not, Their sugred tongues and power attractive...
Page 172 - Midas gape for more; I neither want nor yet abound, — Enough's a feast, content is crowned. I feign not friendship where I hate; I fawn not on the great (in show) ; I prize, I praise a mean estate, — Neither too lofty nor too low: This, this is all my choice, my cheer, — A mind content, a conscience clear.
Page 157 - Adonis with his amber tresses, Faire fire-hot Venus charming him to love her, Chaste Lucretia, virgine-like her dresses, Proud lust-stung Tarquine, seeking still to prove her...
Page 154 - Epigrammes in the oldest Cut and newest Fashion. A twise seven Houres (in so many Weekes) Studie. No longer (like the Fashion) not unlike to continue.
Page 207 - twixt hope and fear, into death's eternal slumber. Lest my foes their boasting make, " spite of right on him we trample ;" And a pride in mischief take, hearten'd by my sad example. As for me, I'll ride secure at Thy mercy's sacred anchor, And undaunted will endure fiercest storms of wrong and rancour. These...
Page 192 - ... fair Ah braid no more that shining hair! As my curious hand or eye, Hovering round thee let it fly. Let it fly as unconfined As its calm ravisher, the wind; Who hath left his darling th' East, To wanton o'er that spicy nest.
Page 263 - NEWES of the COMPLEMENT of the ART of NAVIGATION, and of the mightie Empire of CATAIA ; together with the Straits of Anian.
Page 295 - I found it to trend towardes the west : I still followed the leading thereof in the same height, and after fiftie or...

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