The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes. Illustrated with Notes, Historical, Critical, and Explanatory, and a Life of the Author, Volume 11William Miller, 1808 |
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... Theseus , as , indeed , it is a sort of legend of knight - errantry , was an early favourite during the middle ages . It is probable , that the anecdote of Palamon and Arcite was early engrafted upon the story of the siege of Thebes ...
... Theseus , as , indeed , it is a sort of legend of knight - errantry , was an early favourite during the middle ages . It is probable , that the anecdote of Palamon and Arcite was early engrafted upon the story of the siege of Thebes ...
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... Theseus from his side had sent Your generous lord , to guide the Theban govern- ment . Time shall accomplish that ; and I shall see A Palamon in him , in you an Emily . Already have the Fates your path prepared , And sure presage your ...
... Theseus from his side had sent Your generous lord , to guide the Theban govern- ment . Time shall accomplish that ; and I shall see A Palamon in him , in you an Emily . Already have the Fates your path prepared , And sure presage your ...
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... Theseus was his name ; A chief , who more in feats of arms excelled , The rising nor the setting sun beheld . Of Athens he was lord ; much land he won , And added foreign countries to his crown . In Scythia with the warrior queen he ...
... Theseus was his name ; A chief , who more in feats of arms excelled , The rising nor the setting sun beheld . Of Athens he was lord ; much land he won , And added foreign countries to his crown . In Scythia with the warrior queen he ...
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... Theseus , what and whence you are , And why this funeral pageant you prepare ? Is this the welcome of my worthy deeds , To meet my triumph , in ill - omened weeds ? Or envy you my praise , and would destroy With BOOK I. 253 PALAMON AND ...
... Theseus , what and whence you are , And why this funeral pageant you prepare ? Is this the welcome of my worthy deeds , To meet my triumph , in ill - omened weeds ? Or envy you my praise , and would destroy With BOOK I. 253 PALAMON AND ...
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... Theseus conquered , and how Creon fell ; Or after , how by storm the walls were won , Or how the victor sacked and burned the town ; How to the ladies he restored again ; The bodies of their lords in battle slain And with what ancient ...
... Theseus conquered , and how Creon fell ; Or after , how by storm the walls were won , Or how the victor sacked and burned the town ; How to the ladies he restored again ; The bodies of their lords in battle slain And with what ancient ...
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Page 188 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarg'd the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown ; He raised a mortal to the skies, She drew an angel down.
Page 183 - Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son : Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate On his imperial throne...
Page 99 - FAREWELL, too little, and too lately known, Whom I began to think and call my own: For sure our souls were near allied, and thine Cast in the same poetic mould with mine.
Page 187 - Now strike the golden lyre again ; A louder yet, and yet a louder strain. Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him, like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark, the horrid sound Has raised up his head ; As awaked from the dead, And amazad, he stares around. Revenge, revenge...
Page 167 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began : When Nature underneath a heap Of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high, Arise, ye more than dead.
Page 207 - Milton was the poetical son of Spenser, and Mr. Waller of Fairfax ; for we have our lineal descents and clans, as well as other families. Spenser more than once insinuates that the soul of Chaucer was transfused into his body, and that he was begotten by him two hundred years after his decease.
Page 185 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure : Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain...
Page 190 - Thrice holy Fount, thrice holy Fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire: Come, and Thy sacred unction bring, To sanctify us while we sing.
Page 191 - Chase from our minds the infernal foe, And peace, the fruit of love, bestow ; And, lest our feet should step astray, Protect and guide us in the way. Make us eternal truths receive, And practise all that we believe : Give us thyself, that we may see The Father, and the Son, by thee. Immortal honour, endless fame, Attend the...
Page 186 - On the bare earth exposed he lies, With not a friend to close his eyes. With downcast looks the joyless victor sate, Revolving in his altered soul The various turns of Chance below ; And, now and then, a sigh he stole, And tears began to flow.