The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volume 37

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Samuel Johnson
C. Bathurst, 1779 - English poetry
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Page 120 - Fill the wide circle of the eternal year : Stern winter smiles on that auspicious clime : The fields are florid with unfading prime ; From the bleak pole no winds inclement blow, Mould the round hail, or flake the fleecy snow ; But from the breezy deep the blest inhale The fragrant murmurs of the western gale.
Page 262 - tis Circe gives command: Our journey calls us; haste and quit the land. All rise and follow, yet depart not all, For fate decreed one wretched man to fall. A youth there was, Elpenor was he...
Page 105 - The boiling bosom of tumultuous rage ; To clear the cloudy front of wrinkled Care, And dry the tearful sluices of Despair : Charm'd with that virtuous draught, the exalted mind All sense of woe delivers to the wind.
Page 302 - O worn by toils, O broke in fight, Still are new toils and war thy dire delight? Will martial flames for ever fire thy mind, And never, never be to Heaven resign'd?
Page 254 - Or art thou he, the man to come, (foretold By Hermes, powerful with the wand of gold,) The man from Troy, who wander'd ocean round; The man for wisdom's various arts renown'd, Ulysses?
Page 137 - Now sailing smooth the level surface sweep, Now dip their pinions in the briny deep. Thus o'er the world of waters Hermes flew, Till now the distant island rose in view ; Then, swift ascending from the azure wave, He took the path that winded to the cave.
Page 128 - Send not to good Laertes, nor engage In toils of state the miseries of age : Tis impious to surmise, the powers divine To...
Page 87 - Whose early years for future worth engage, No vulgar manhood, no ignoble age. For lo ! none other of the court above Than she, the daughter of almighty Jove, Pallas herself, the war-triumphant maid, Confess'd is thine, as once thy father's aid.
Page 180 - This through the gardens leads its streams around, Visits each plant, and waters all the ground: While that in pipes beneath the palace flows, And thence its current on the town bestows ; To various use their various streams they bring, The people one, and one supplies the king...
Page 180 - ... pomegranate glows, The branch here bends beneath the weighty pear, And verdant olives flourish round the year. The balmy spirit of the western gale Eternal breathes on fruits untaught to fail : Each dropping pear a following pear supplies, On apples apples, figs on figs arise : The same mild season gives the blooms to blow, The buds to harden, and the fruits to grow.

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