The British Martial: Or, An Anthology of English Epigrams: Being the Largest Collection Ever Published. With Some Originals, Volume 1R. Phillips, 1806 |
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... took its rise Of painting words , and speaking to the eyes ; He first in wondrous magic - fetters bound The airy voice , and stopp'd the flying sound ; The various figures by his pencil wrought , Gave colour , and a body to the thought ...
... took its rise Of painting words , and speaking to the eyes ; He first in wondrous magic - fetters bound The airy voice , and stopp'd the flying sound ; The various figures by his pencil wrought , Gave colour , and a body to the thought ...
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... took their way , The rocks relented , and pour'd forth a sea ! What limits can th ' almighty goodness know , Since seas can harden , and since rocks can flow , LX . THE CHAIN OF GOVERNMENT . When Beelzebub first to make mischief began ...
... took their way , The rocks relented , and pour'd forth a sea ! What limits can th ' almighty goodness know , Since seas can harden , and since rocks can flow , LX . THE CHAIN OF GOVERNMENT . When Beelzebub first to make mischief began ...
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... of Isis half had been forgot , Had not the sons of Cam , in pity wrote ; From their learn'd brothers they took off the curse , And prov'd their verse not bad ― by writing worse . XCVIII . NATIONALITY . Had Cain been Scot , GoD 44.
... of Isis half had been forgot , Had not the sons of Cam , in pity wrote ; From their learn'd brothers they took off the curse , And prov'd their verse not bad ― by writing worse . XCVIII . NATIONALITY . Had Cain been Scot , GoD 44.
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... Their stock of charms all over . And when the mighty pains you've took , And said whate'er you can say , You'll own the fairest in her smock , Was fairer in your fancy . CXII . WEIGHT , NOT FASHION Regarded . When Loveless 50.
... Their stock of charms all over . And when the mighty pains you've took , And said whate'er you can say , You'll own the fairest in her smock , Was fairer in your fancy . CXII . WEIGHT , NOT FASHION Regarded . When Loveless 50.
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... took her , like old plate , Not for the fashion , but the weight . CXIII . ON CHRISTMAS . O blessed season ! lov'd by saints and sinners , For long devotions , or for longer dinners ; More grateful still to those who deal in books , Now ...
... took her , like old plate , Not for the fashion , but the weight . CXIII . ON CHRISTMAS . O blessed season ! lov'd by saints and sinners , For long devotions , or for longer dinners ; More grateful still to those who deal in books , Now ...
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Page 3 - ON A GIRDLE THAT which her slender waist confined Shall now my joyful temples bind : No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer : My joy, my grief, my hope, my love Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair : Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the Sun goes round.
Page 120 - THREE Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed; The next in majesty •, In both the last. The force of Nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.
Page 16 - Yes, she has one, I must aver; When all the world conspires to praise her, The woman's deaf, and does not hear.
Page 56 - And yet the tender fool's in tears, When she believes I'll leave her : Would I were free from this restraint, Or else had hopes to win her : Would she could make of me a saint, Or I of her a sinner !" What a conquering air there is about these ! What an irresistible Mr.
Page 220 - As those we love decay, we die in part, String after string is sever'd from the heart ; Till loosen'd life at last — but breathing clay, Without one pang, is glad to fall away. Unhappy he who latest feels the blow, Whose eyes have wept o'er every friend laid low, Dragg'd lingering on from partial death to death, Till dying, all he can resign is breath.
Page 230 - See ! see, she wakes — Sabina wakes ! And now the sun begins to rise ? Less glorious is the morn, that breaks From his bright beams, than her fair eyes. With light united, day they give ; But different fates ere night fulfil : How many by his warmth will live ! How many will her coldness kill !
Page 15 - In vain, poor sable son of woe, Thou seek'st the tender tear ; From thee in vain with pangs they flow, For mercy dwells not here. From cannibals thou fled'st in vain ; Lawyers less quarter give ; The first won't eat you till you're slain, The last will do't alive.
Page 38 - FALSE though She be to me and Love; I'll ne'er pursue revenge! For still the Charmer I approve; Though I deplore her change! In hours of bliss, we oft have met; They could not always last! And though the present I regret; I'm grateful for the past!
Page 42 - I'll tell the signs by which you may The wandering shepherdess discover. " Coquet and coy at once her air, Both studied, though both seem neglected; Careless she is with artful care, Affecting to seem unaffected. " With skill her eyes dart every glance, Yet change so soon you'd ne'er suspect them ; For she'd persuade they wound by chance.
Page 229 - While Butler, needy wretch, was yet alive, No generous patron would a dinner give ; See him, when starved to death and turn'd to dust, Presented with a monumental bust. The poet's fate is here in emblem shown, He ask'd for bread, and he received a stone.