Selections from the Poetry of Dryden: Including His Plays and TranslationsJohn W. Parker & Son, 1852 - 350页 |
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... hast robb'd me of That man , that only man , whom I could love : Dost thou thus court thy mistress ? thus oblige her ? All thy obligements have been fatal yet , Yet the most fatal now would most oblige me . Kill me : yet I am kill'd ...
... hast robb'd me of That man , that only man , whom I could love : Dost thou thus court thy mistress ? thus oblige her ? All thy obligements have been fatal yet , Yet the most fatal now would most oblige me . Kill me : yet I am kill'd ...
第17页
... hast thou been thus long , thou sleeping form , That wak'st , like drowsy seamen , in a storm ? A sullen hour thou choosest for thy birth : My love shoots up in tempests , as the earth Is stirr'd and loosen'd in a blust'ring wind ...
... hast thou been thus long , thou sleeping form , That wak'st , like drowsy seamen , in a storm ? A sullen hour thou choosest for thy birth : My love shoots up in tempests , as the earth Is stirr'd and loosen'd in a blust'ring wind ...
第24页
... When poor , men mutter , but they seldom fight . Almanzor . No man has more contempt than I of breath , But whence hast thou the right to give me death ? Obey'd as sov'reign by thy subjects be , But know 24 THE CONQUEST OF GRANADA .
... When poor , men mutter , but they seldom fight . Almanzor . No man has more contempt than I of breath , But whence hast thou the right to give me death ? Obey'd as sov'reign by thy subjects be , But know 24 THE CONQUEST OF GRANADA .
第65页
... hast seen me , art thou satisfied ? For , if a friend , thou hast beheld enough ; And , if a foe , too much . Vent . Look , emperor , this is no common dew , [ Weeping . I have not wept these forty years ; but now My mother comes afresh ...
... hast seen me , art thou satisfied ? For , if a friend , thou hast beheld enough ; And , if a foe , too much . Vent . Look , emperor , this is no common dew , [ Weeping . I have not wept these forty years ; but now My mother comes afresh ...
第69页
... hast vented The burden of thy rank o'erflowing gall . O that thou wert my equal , great in arms As the first Cæsar was , that I might kill thee Without a stain to honour ! Vent . You may kill me ; You have done more already , call'd me ...
... hast vented The burden of thy rank o'erflowing gall . O that thou wert my equal , great in arms As the first Cæsar was , that I might kill thee Without a stain to honour ! Vent . You may kill me ; You have done more already , call'd me ...
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ABSALOM AND ACHITOPHEL Almah Almanz Almanzor arms art thou Aureng-Zebe bear behold blast blood brave breast breath call'd Cleo Cleom Cleopatra clouds courser cries crowd dare darts death Dryden earth Ev'n ev'ry eyes face falchions fame fatal fate fear fierce fight fire fix'd flames flow'rs forc'd forest fly fortune friends fury ghost gods grace ground hand hast head hear heard heart Heav'n hollow honour Ismeron Jove king Laius Latian light look look'd loud lov'd mighty mind murmurs Nakar night o'er pain pass'd peace pity plain pleas'd pointed lance pow'r pray'rs press'd prey prince queen rage rais'd resolv'd rest rise scarce seas seem'd seiz'd shade shake shore side sight skies sleep soul sound stood storm sweet sword tempest thee thou trembling Trojan turn'd Turnus Twas vanquish'd Vent vex'd winds wings wood wound youth
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第212页 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame; The sweet enthusiast from her sacred store Enlarged 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.
第154页 - In the first rank of these did Zimri stand: A man so various, that he seem'd to be Not one, but all Mankind's Epitome. Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong; Was everything by starts, and nothing long: But in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon: Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking; Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
第209页 - A present deity ! the vaulted roofs rebound : With ravished ears The monarch hears, Assumes the god; Affects to nod And seems to shake the spheres.
第162页 - Shall I speak plain, and, in a nation free, Assume an honest layman's liberty ? I think, according to my little skill, To my own mother-church submitting still, That many have been saved, and many may, Who never heard this question brought in play.
第209页 - With flying fingers touched the lyre: The trembling notes ascend the sky And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove Who left his blissful seats above, Such is the power of mighty love ! A dragon's fiery form belied the god; Sublime on radiant spires he rode When he to fair Olympia...
第150页 - And lent the crowd his arm to shake the tree. •Now, manifest of crimes contrived long since, He stood at bold defiance with his Prince, Held up the buckler of the people's cause Against the crown, and skulked behind the laws.
第180页 - LOOK round the habitable world, how few Know their own good, or, knowing it, pursue. How void of reason are our hopes and fears ! What in the conduct of our life appears So well...
第211页 - Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying ; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying : Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee ! The many rend the skies with loud applause ; So Love was crown'd, but Music won the cause.
第25页 - But know, that I alone am king of me. I am as free as nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
第154页 - A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long ; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.