Select Beauties of Ancient English Poetry: With Remarks, 1 tomas

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T. Cadell, 1787 - 198 psl.

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16 psl. - For on his carcase raiment had he none, Save clouts and patches pieced one by one; With staff in hand, and scrip on shoulders cast, His chief defence against the winter's blast.
17 psl. - By him lay heavy Sleep, the cousin of Death, Flat on the ground and still as any stone, A very corpse, save yielding forth a breath. Small keep took he whom Fortune frowned on Or whom she lifted up into the throne Of high renown; but as a living death, So, dead alive, of life he drew the breath.
xl psl. - King himself some years, before he could obtain to be Sewer to the King; and when the King conferred that place upon him, it was not without the regret even of the whole Scotch nation which united themselves in recommending another gentleman...
51 psl. - How bright a dawn of angels with new light Amaz'd the midnight world, and made a day Of which the morning knew not...
19 psl. - I ne mought refrain From tears to see how she her arms could tear, And with her teeth gnash on the bones in vain, When all for nought she fain would so sustain Her...
xlix psl. - Fairies were equally out of credit, when MILTON wrote. He did well therefore to fupply their room with Angels and Devils.
56 psl. - Earth, whate'er dost boast, A borrowed being, make thy bold defence. Come thy Creator too, what though it cost Me yet a second fall? we'd try our strengths. Heav'n saw us struggle once, as brave a fight Earth now should see, and tremble at the sight.
22 psl. - Troy, Troy, there is no boot but bale; The hugy horse within thy walls is brought; Thy turrets fall, thy knights, that whilom fought In arms amid the field, are slain in bed, Thy gods defiled and all thy honour dead.
liii psl. - ... amid such a profusion of images, many are distinguished by a boldness of outline, a majesty of manner, a brilliancy of colouring, a distinctness and propriety of attribute, and an air of life, that we look for in vain in modern productions, and that rival, if not surpass, what we meet with of the kind even in Spenser, from whom our author caught his inspiration.
xxxix psl. - AD 1628 he was made Bishop of Oxford; and I have heard that he had an admirable, grave, and venerable aspect. One time as he was confirming, the country people pressing in to see the ceremony, said he, " Bear off, there ! or 1 11 confirm ye with my staff." Another time, being to lay his hand on the head of a man very bald, he turns to his chaplain, and said, " Some dust, Lushington," to keep his hand from slipping.

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