The works of Richard Hurd


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第 148 頁 - Full little knowest thou that hast not tried What hell it is in suing long to bide ; To lose good days that might be better spent, To waste long nights in pensive discontent, To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow, * Compare Shakespeare's LXVI. Sonnet. To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow, To have thy prince's grace yet want her Peers...
第 207 頁 - I'll have Italian masks by night, Sweet speeches, comedies, and pleasing shows; And in the day, when he shall walk abroad, Like sylvan nymphs my pages shall be clad; My men, like satyrs grazing on the lawns, Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay...
第 160 頁 - Enriching moisture dropp'd on every thing; Plenty he sow'd below, and cast about him light. But then (alas !) to thee alone, One of old GIDEON'S miracles was shown; For every tree, and every herb around, With pearly dew was crown'd, And upon all the quicken'd ground The fruitful seed of heaven did brooding lye, And nothing but the Muse's fleece was dry. It did all other threats surpass When God to his own people said, (The men, whom thro...
第 187 頁 - ... if he were taken once, then what shift, with biting, with clawing, with roaring, tossing, and tumbling, he would work to wind himself from them, and when he was loose, to shake his ears twice or thrice, with the blood and the slaver about his phisnomy, was a matter of goodly relief.
第 158 頁 - A wondrous hieroglyphic robe she wore, In which all colours and all figures were That Nature or that Fancy can create, That art can never imitate ; And with loose pride it wanton'd in the air. In such a dress, in such a well-clothed dream, She used of old, near fair Ismenus' stream, Pindar, her Theban favourite, to meet ; A crown was on her head, and wings were on her feet.
第 164 頁 - Kings have long hands, they say; and, though I be " So distant, they may reach at length to me. " However, of all princes, thou...
第 161 頁 - The Rachel for which, twice seven years and more, Thou didst with faith and labour serve, And didst (if faith and labour can) deserve, Though she contracted was to thee, Giv'n to another, who had store Of fairer and of richer wives before, And not a Leah left thy recompense to be.
第 68 頁 - Hic subit et perfert. Aut virtus nomen inane est, Aut decus et pretium recte petit experiens vir. Coram rege suo de paupertate tacentes Plus poscente ferent ; distat sumasne pudenter An rapias.
第 162 頁 - Thou, wicked spirit ! stalest me away, And my abused soul didst bear Into thy new-found worlds, I know not where, Thy golden Indies in the air ; And ever since I strive in vain My ravish'd freedom to regain ; Still I rebel, still thou dost reign ; Lo, still in verse, against thee I complain.
第 159 頁 - Thou thoughtst, if once the public storm were past, All thy remaining life should sunshine be: Behold the public storm is spent at last, The sovereign...