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Page 60 - Mirmitto is the only Wretch it flies : He finds no Refpite from his anxious Grief; Then feeks, from this Soliloquy, Relief. Long have I reign'd unrival'd in the Town, Onp.
Page 79 - Feathers flutter in the Air ; But when the bold imperial Bird of Jove Stoops on his founding Pinions from above, Among the Brakes the Fairy Nation crowds, And the Strimonian Squadron feeks the Clouds.
Page 41 - tis courted by the brave, The hero's tyrant, and the coward's slave. Born in the noisy camp, it lives on air; And both exists by hope and by despair. Angry whene'er a moment's ease we gain, And reconcil'd at our returns of pain. It lives when in death's arms the hero lies, But when his safety he consults, it dies. Bigotted to this idol, we disclaim Rest, health, and ease, for nothing but a name.
Page 89 - In vain th' unhappy ghost still urg'd his stay, 115 Then rising from the ground he shew'd the way. Nigh the dull shore a shapeless mountain stood, That with a dreadful frown survey'd the flood ; Its fearful brow no lively greens put on, No frisking goats bound o'er the ridgy stone : zzo To gain the summit the bright goddess try'd, And Celsus follow'd, by degrees, his guide. Th...
Page 37 - Dissensions, like small streams, are first begun, Scarce seen they rise, but gather as they run : So lines that from their parallel decline, More they proceed, the more they still disjoin.
Page 76 - Sourly difpute fome quarrel of the flood, With knuckles bruis'd, and face befmear'd in blood; But, at the firft appearance of a fare, Both quit the fray, and to their oars repair.