Horace in London: Consisting of Imitations of the First Two Books of the Odes of HoraceJ. Miller, 1813 - 173 Seiten |
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Aganippe angels converse angry age Apollo assail Author Bacchus BAILIFF Balaam bard bowl brazen Brighton charms Chaunt Claret COCK LANE GHOST COMIC crown curricle dæmon dame dear demigod devils dread ducks dust E'en Ellen EMANUEL SWEDENBORG eyes fame farce fate fire flame Fleet folly FORTUNE Fortune's Gale ghost goblet goddess Gods Godwin heart Highgate Horace in London INTRODUCTORY DIALOGUE jovial Kitty lame ducks Lane laugh Laura Lord LUCRETIUS Mæcenas MERRY AND WISE Mount Soracte muse Muse's ne'er night numbers o'er ODE XII ODE XV ODE XX ODE XXXV PARTHENON Phoebus Pindus pipe and tabor Plutus poet poor PRIVATE BOXES quaff reign rival's roam roses sable Sally scorn seer shine sing smile snatch song soon soul spectre sprite Street Styx sweet thee thine thou thump thy muse Twas Venus verse wield wine wreath youth zounds
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Seite 8 - What woful stuff this madrigal would be In some starved hackney sonneteer or me ! But let a lord once own the happy lines, How the wit brightens ! how the style refines ! Before his sacred name flies every fault, And each exalted stanza teems with thought.
Seite 81 - But ah! by constant heed I know How oft the sadness that I show Transforms thy smiles to looks of woe, My Mary! And should my future lot be cast With much resemblance of the past, Thy worn-out heart will break at last — My Mary!
Seite 27 - Here with choice food earth smiles and ocean yawns, Intent alike to please the London glutton, This, for our breakfast proffers shrimps and prawns, That, for our dinner, South-down lamb and mutton. Yet here, as elsewhere, death impartial reigns, Visits alike the cot and the Pavilion, And for a bribe, with equal scorn disdains My half a crown, and Baring's half a million.
Seite 27 - My half a crown, and Baring's half a million. Alas ! how short the span of human pride ! Time flies, and hope's romantic schemes are undone ; Cosweller's coach, that carries four inside, Waits to take back the unwilling bard to London. Ye circulating novelists, adieu ! Long envious cords my black portmanteau tighten ; Billiards, begone ! avaunt illegal loo ! Farewell old Ocean's bauble, glittering Brighton ! Long...
Seite 42 - Facetious Mime! thou enemy of gloom, Grandson of Momus, blithe and debonair, Who, aping Pan, with an inverted broom, Can'st brush the cobwebs from the brows of care. Our gallery gods immortalize thy song ; Thy Newgate thefts impart ecstatic pleasure; Thou bid'st a Jew's harp charm a Christian throng, A Gothic salt-box teem with attic treasure. When Harlequin, entangled in thy clue, By magic seeks to dissipate the strife, Thy furtive fingers snatch his faulchion too; The luckless wizard loses wand...
Seite 41 - The oak bows its head in the hurricane's swell, Condemn'd in its glory to fall ; The marigold dies unperceiv'd in the dell, Unable alike to retard or impel, The crisis assign'd to us all. Then banish to-morrow, its hopes and its fears, To-day is the prize we have won : Ere surly old age in its wrinkles appears, With laughter and love, in your juvenile years Make sure of the days as they run. The park and the playhouse my presence shall greet, The opera yield its delight...
Seite 158 - Emerging from a sea of strife. Enjoys the present sweets of life, Nor heeds its future bitters. Poor Tobin died, alas ! too soon, Ere with chaste ray his Honey Moon Had shone to glad the nation : Others, I will not mention who, For many a year may, (entre nous) Outlive — their own damnation. Who creep in prose, or soar in rhyme, Alike must bow the knee to time, From Massinger to Murphy ; And all who flit on Lethe's brink, Too weak to swim, alas ! must sink — • Tom Dibdin or Tom Durfey. Fortune...
Seite 28 - Waits to take back the unwilling bard to London. Ye circulating novelists, adieu ! Long envious cords my black portmanteau tighten ; Billiards, begone ! avaunt, illegal loo ! Farewell old Ocean's bauble, glittering Brighton. Long shalt thou laugh thine enemies to scorn, Proud as Phoenicia, queen of watering places ! Boys yet unbreech'd, and virgins yet unborn, On thy bleak downs shall tan their blooming faces.
Seite 29 - Lucy, what enamour'd spark Now sports thee through the gazing Park In new barouche or tandem ; And, as infatuation leads, Permits his reason and his steeds To run their course at random ? Fond youth, those braids of ebon hair, Which to a face already fair Impart a lustre fairer ; Those locks which now invite to love, Soon unconfin'd and false shall prove, And changeful as the wearer.
Seite 26 - I'm not at home if people call. WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED. BRIGHTON. }OW fruitful autumn lifts his sunburnt head, The slighted Park few cambric muslins whiten, The dry machines revisit Ocean's bed, And Horace quits awhile the town for Brighton. The cit foregoes his box at Turnham Green, To pick up health and shells with Amphitrite, Pleasure's frail daughters trip along the Steyne, Led by the dame the Greeks call Aphrodite.