The Poems of T. Warton, and J. Warton Volume 68-70

The Poems of T. Warton, and J. Warton Volume 68-70

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1822 edition. Excerpt: ... the shepherd's simple meed, The whispers wild of Mulla's reed, Sage Spenser waked his lofty lay To grace Eliza's golden sway: O'er the proud theme new lustre to diffuse, He chose the gorgeous allegoric Muse, And call'd to life old Uther's elfin tale, And roved through many a necromantic vale, Portraying chiefs that knew to tame The goblin's ire, the dragon's flame, To pierce the dark enchanted hall, Where Virtue sate in lonely thrall. From fabling Fancy's inmost store A rich romantic robe he bore; A veil with visionary trappings hung, And o'er his virgin queen the fairy texture flung. At length the matchless Dryden came, To light the Muses' clearer flame; To lofty numbers grace to lend, And strength with melody to blend; To triumph in the bold career of song, And roll the' unwearied energy along. Does the mean incense of promiscuous praise, Does servile fear disgrace his regal bays? I spurn his panegyric strings, His partial homage, tuned to kings! Be mine, to catch his manlier chord, That paints the impassion'd Persian lord, By glory fired, to pity sued, Roused to revenge, by love subdued; And still, with transport new, the strains to trace, vase. That chant the Theban pair, and Tancred's deadly Had these bless'd bards been call'd to pay The vows of this auspicious day, Each had confess'd a fairer throne, A mightier sovereign than his own! Chaucer had made his hero-monarch yield The martial fame of Cressy's well fought field To peaceful prowess, and the conquests calm, That braid the sceptre with the patriot's palm: His chaplets of fantastic bloom, His colourings, warm from Fiction's loom, Spenser had east in scorn away, And deck'd with truth alone the lay; AH real here, the bard had seen The glories of his pictured queen! The tuneful Dryden...show more

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  • Paperback | 72 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 4mm | 145g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 123665630X
  • 9781236656308