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ancient appear arms bear beauty better blood bright Cæsar Cato charms coins Cynthio death earth emperor expression eyes face fair fall fancy fate father fear fields figure fire force friends give gods grace grief hand head hear heart heaven honour Italy JUBA kind KING light live look lost LUCIA MARCIA Marcus medals mighty mind muse nature never o'er once passion peace poets PORTIUS present prince QUEEN rage rest Reverse rise Roman Rome ROSAMOND round says says Philander SCENE seen SEMPRONIUS senate shade shine side sight soul sound speak stand story streams SYPHAX tears tell thee thing thou thought TRUSTY turn verse Virgil virtue whole winds young youth
Seite 211 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
Seite 43 - Profuse of bliss, and pregnant with delight! Eternal pleasures in thy presence reign, And smiling plenty leads thy wanton train; Eas'd of her load, subjection grows more light, And poverty looks cheerful in thy sight: Thou mak'st the gloomy face of nature gay, Giv'st beauty to the sun, and pleasure to the day.
Seite 221 - Tis not in mortals to command success, But well do more, Sempronius; we'll deserve it.
Seite 45 - I bridle in my struggling Muse with pain, That longs to launch into a nobler strain.
Seite 183 - For, wit lying most in the assemblage of ideas, and putting those together with quickness and variety wherein can be found any resemblance or congruity, thereby to make up pleasant pictures and agreeable visions in the fancy...
Seite 287 - ... there is all nature cries aloud Through all her works) he must delight in virtue; And that which he delights in must be happy. But when ! or where ! — This world was made for Caesar.
Seite 109 - The man resolv'd and steady to his trust, Inflexible to ill, and obstinately just, May the rude rabble's insolence despise, Their senseless clamours, and tumultuous cries : The tyrant's fierceness he beguiles, And the stern brow, and the harsh voice defies, And with superior greatness smiles.
Seite 246 - The gods, in bounty, work up storms about us, That give mankind occasion to exert Their hidden strength, and throw out into practice Virtues, which shun the day, and lie conceal'd In the smooth seasons and the calms of life.
Seite 227 - Syphax your zeal becomes importunate ; I've hitherto permitted it to rave, And talk at large ; but learn to keep it in, Lest it should take more freedom than I'll give it.
Seite 287 - Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man, Eternity ! thou pleasing, dreadful thought ! Through what variety of untry'd being, Through what new scenes and changes must we pass ! The wide, the unbounded prospect lies before me; But shadows, clouds, and darkness, rest upon it.