The selected word "of" appears 443 times in the following 41 texts (sorted by titles):
- Agrippina, a Tragedy (50 results)
6 As fits the daughter of Germanicus.
14 To hear the spirit of Britannicus
19 To taste of hollow kindness, or partake
21 Of the unpledged bowl, they love not Aconite.
27 And dost thou talk to me, to me, of danger,
28 Of haughty youth and irritated power,
35 Of flattery's incense and obsequious vows
38 Of Agrippina's race, he lived unknown
40 Some edileship, ambitious of the power
41 To judge of weights and measures; scarcely dared
44 Of long-forgotten liberty: when I
45 Oped his young eye to bear the blaze of greatness;
49 The mask of prudence; but a heart like mine,
57 How vast the debt of gratitude which Nero
61 When in a secret and dead hour of night,
63 Of muttered charms and solemn invocation,
70 Even when its will seemed wrote in lines of blood,
73 The sweets of kindness lavishly indulged
77 Of prostrate Rome, the senate's joint applause,
78 The riches of the earth, the train of pleasures
84 Of rage, and thinks to quench the fire it feels not.
94 Has he beheld the glittering front of war?
96 And outcry of the battle? Have his limbs
98 The silken son of dalliance, nursed in ease
102 With shows of fair obeisance; and a call
105 Of our imperial house. [Cannot my nod]
108 Of bleak Germania's snows[?] Four, not less brave,
112 Of old respect and gratitude, are [mine].
113 Surely the Masians too, and those of Egypt,
114 Have not forgot [my] sire: the eye of Rome
117 And mother of their Caesars. Ha! by Juno,
120 The trump of liberty; there will not want,
124 Minds of the antique cast, rough, stubborn souls,
130 And shake 'em at the name of liberty,
136 To arm the hand of childhood, and rebrace
137 The slackened sinews of time-wearied age.
139 Again the buried Genius of old Rome
141 Roused by the shout of millions: there before
146 Of thy full favour; Seneca be there
147 In gorgeous phrase of laboured eloquence
158 The cool injurious eye of frozen kindness.
162 Whate'er the frivolous tongue of giddy fame
169 And you, ye manes of ambition's victims,
171 Of the Syllani, doomed to early death
173 If from the realms of night my voice ye hear,
174 In lieu of penitence and vain remorse,
177 Dried the soft springs of pity in my heart,
184 Of amorous thefts: and had her wanton son
187 Of wakeful jealousy. Be gay securely;
- [The Alliance of Education and Government. A Fragment] (23 results)
14 Of nature idly lavishes her stores,
18 Light golden showers of plenty o'er the land:
21 And blast the blooming promise of the year.
29 The sparks of truth and happiness has given:
34 The soft returns of gratitude they know,
41 Fix and improve the polished arts of peace.
44 Here force and hardy deeds of blood prevail;
47 Has Scythia breathed the living cloud of war;
54 With grim delight the brood of winter view
55 A brighter day and heavens of azure hue,
56 Scent the new fragrance of the breathing rose,
58 Proud of the yoke and pliant to the rod,
64 Can opener skies and suns of fiercer flame
67 Fade and expire beneath the eye of day?
68 Need we the influence of the northern star
70 And, where the face of nature laughs around,
74 Who, conscious of the source from whence she springs,
76 Spite of her frail companion, dauntless goes
85 Imbibes a flavour of its parent earth:
87 The manners speak the idiom of their soil.
89 Foes to the gentler genius of the plain:
97 The rough abode of want and liberty,
99 Insult the plenty of the vales below?
- The Bard. A Pindaric Ode (28 results)
10 Of the first Edward scattered wild dismay,
11 As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side
17 Robed in the sable garb of woe,
22 Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre.
39 'Dear lost companions of my tuneful art,
46 'Avengers of their native land:
48 'And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.'
50 "The winding-sheet of Edward's race.
52 "The characters of hell to trace.
55 "The shrieks of death, through Berkeley's roofs that ring,
56 "Shrieks of an agonizing King!
57 "She-wolf of France, with unrelenting fangs,
58 "That tear'st the bowels of thy mangled mate,
60 "The scourge of heaven. What terrors round him wait!
75 "Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway,
79 "Reft of a crown, he yet may share the feast:
83 "Heard ye the din of battle bray,
85 "Long years of havoc urge their destined course,
87 "Ye towers of Julius, London's lasting shame,
91 "Above, below, the rose of snow,
99 "Half of thy heart we consecrate.
107 'Visions of glory, spare my aching sight,
116 'Her eye proclaims her of the Briton-line;
120 'What strains of vocal transport round her play!
124 'Waves in the eye of heaven her many-coloured wings.
130 'With Horror, tyrant of the throbbing breast.
131 'A voice, as of the cherub-choir,
136 'Raised by thy breath, has quenched the orb of day?
- The Candidate (9 results)
2 With a lick of court whitewash and pious grimace,
3 A-wooing he went, where three sisters of old
10 No; at our time of life, 'twould be silly, my dear.'
16 And all the town rings of his swearing and roaring,
25 Did not Israel filch from the Egyptians of old
26 Their jewels of silver and jewels of gold?
27 The prophet of Bethel, we read, told a lie;
33 D[am]n ye both for a couple of Puritan bitches!
- The Characters of the Christ-Cross Row, By a Critic, To Mrs — (5 results)
2 Open the doors of the withdrawing-room:
10 Then one faint glimpse of Queen Elizabeth;
27 The walls of old Jerusalem appear,
42 In form of parrot, pye or popinjay.
51 Slow follow all the quality of state:
- [Conan] (3 results)
3 Sacred tribute of the bard,
9 Did the sword of Conan mow
10 The crimson harvest of the foe.
- [Couplet about Birds] (1 result)
2 Scatters his loose notes in the waste of air.
- [The Death of Hoel] (4 results)
7 Great Cian's son: of Madoc old
8 He asked no heaps of hoarded gold;
14 Chains of regal honour deck,
23 And I, the meanest of them all,
- The Descent of Odin. An Ode (23 results)
1 Uprose the King of Men with speed,
5 Him the dog of darkness spied,
12 The father of the powerful spell.
16 The portals nine of hell arise.
19 Where long of yore to sleep was laid
20 The dust of the prophetic maid.
28 To break the quiet of the tomb?
30 And drags me from the realms of night?
36 That calls me from the bed of rest?
39 Thou the deeds of light shalt know;
44 The pure beverage of the bee,
45 O'er it hangs the shield of gold;
46 'Tis the drink of Balder bold:
48 Pain can reach the sons of Heaven!
54 Who the author of his fate.
61 Who the avenger of his guilt,
63 Pr. In the caverns of the west,
82 King of Men, I know thee now,
83 Mightiest of a mighty line—
84 O. No boding maid of skill divine
85 Art thou, nor prophetess of good;
86 But mother of the giant-brood!
94 Sinks the fabric of the world.
- Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard (34 results)
1 The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,
11 Of such, as wandering near her secret bower,
16 The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
17 The breezy call of incense-breathing morn,
32 The short and simple annals of the poor.
33 The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power,
36 The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
40 The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
44 Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death?
47 Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed,
50 Rich with the spoils of time did ne'er unroll;
52 And froze the genial current of the soul.
53 Full many a gem of purest ray serene,
54 The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear:
58 The little tyrant of his fields withstood;
60 Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood.
61 The applause of listening senates to command,
62 The threats of pain and ruin to despise,
68 And shut the gates of mercy on mankind,
69 The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide,
70 To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame,
71 Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride
75 Along the cool sequestered vale of life
76 They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
80 Implores the passing tribute of a sigh.
82 The place of fame and elegy supply:
87 Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day,
91 Ev'n from the tomb the voice of nature cries,
93 For thee, who mindful of the unhonoured dead
98 'Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn
101 'There at the foot of yonder nodding beech
117 Here rests his head upon the lap of earth
128 The bosom of his Father and his God.
- [Epitaph on a Child] (2 results)
2 A child, the darling of his parents' eyes:
6 Now let him sleep in peace his night of death.
- [Epitaph on Mrs Clerke] (1 result)
12 Along the lonely vale of days?
- [Epitaph on Sir William Williams] (2 results)
1 Here, foremost in the dangerous paths of fame,
9 With eyes of flame and cool intrepid breast,
- The Fatal Sisters. An Ode (15 results)
2 (Haste, the loom of hell prepare,)
3 Iron-sleet of arrowy shower
10 ('Tis of human entrails made,)
20 'Tis the woof of victory.
25 (Weave the crimson web of war)
29 As the paths of fate we tread,
35 Spite of danger he shall live.
36 (Weave the crimson web of war.)
40 O'er the plenty of the plain.
48 Strains of immortality!
50 Clouds of carnage blot the sun.
51 Sisters, weave the web of death;
54 Songs of joy and triumph sing!
58 Learn the tenor of our song.
61 Sisters, hence with spurs of speed:
- [Hymn to Ignorance. A Fragment] (7 results)
4 Perpetual draws his humid train of mud:
8 Augments the native darkness of the sky;
15 Still stretch, tenacious of thy right divine,
19 If any spark of wit's delusive ray
26 Can powers immortal feel the force of years?
27 Not thus of old, with ensigns wide unfurled,
38 ... a team of harnessed monarchs bend ...
- [Imitated] From Propertius. Lib: 2: Eleg: 1. (24 results)
11 Of those loose curls, that ivory front, I write,
12 Of the dear web whole volumes I indite.
14 That the soft subject of my song I make,
26 Dates the long Iliad of the amorous fight.
33 To paint the hero's toil, the ranks of war,
35 No giant-race, no tumult of the skies,
37 Nor tale of Thebes or Ilium there should be,
44 And there the ensanguined wave of Sicily,
50 To mourn the glories of his sevenfold stream,
56 May tell of Jove and Phlegra's blasted plain,
59 Sailors to tell of winds and seas delight,
60 The shepherd of his flocks, the soldier of the fight;
64 To die is glorious in the bed of love.
71 But she, the mistress of my faithful breast,
72 Has oft the charms of constancy confessed,
74 And hates the tale of Troy for Helen's sake.
77 Or if I fall the victim of her scorn,
79 The power of herbs can other harms remove,
89 May the long thirst of Tantalus allay,
97 A train of mourning friends attend his pall,
103 (Thou envied honour of thy poet's days,
104 Of all our youth the ambition and the praise!);
107 Love and the fair were of his life the pride;
- Imitated from Propertius, Lib: 3: Eleg: 5: (6 results)
5 Long as of youth the joyous hours remain,
19 Then let me rightly spell of nature's ways.
27 How rising winds the face of ocean sweep;
28 Where lie the eternal fountains of the deep;
32 Shall sink this beauteous fabric of the world;
33 What colours paint the vivid arch of Jove;
- [Impromptus] (3 results)
1 The Bishop of Chester
5 Here lies Edmund Keene Lord Bishop of Chester,
7 Here lies Mrs Keene the Bishop of Chester,
- [Lines Written at Burnham] (1 result)
2 In murmuring sounds the dark decrees of fate;
- [Lines Spoken by the Ghost of John Dennis at the Devil Tavern] (9 results)
7 At his command admit the eye of day:
10 The house of torture and the abyss of woe;
18 It tumbled down a thousand pair of stairs,
23 It came into a mead of asphodel:
24 Betwixt the confines of the light and dark
25 It lies, of 'Lysium the St. James's Park.
29 Frequented by the ghosts of ancient maids,
45 Flock to the ghost of Covent-Garden House:
- A Long Story (22 results)
2 An ancient pile of building stands:
4 Employed the power of fairy hands
15 Moved the stout heart of England's Queen,
18 Shame of the versifying tribe!
23 A brace of warriors, not in buff,
28 And vainly ape her art of killing.
41 Fame in the shape of Mr. P[ur]t
46 Bewitched the children of the peasants,
52 To rid the manor of such vermin.
62 Each creek and cranny of his chamber,
69 On the first marching of the troops
70 The Muses, hopeless of his pardon,
76 He heard the distant din of war.
78 The power of magic was no fable.
79 Out of the window, whisk, they flew,
89 Yet no his way (no sign of grace,
101 Such as in silence of the night
107 High dames of honour once, that garnished
108 The drawing-room of fierce Queen Mary!
112 To all the people of condition.
115 Disproved the arguments of Squib,
119 A sudden fit of ague shook him,
- Ode for Music (21 results)
4 'And dreaming Sloth of pallid hue,
13 From yonder realms of empyrean day
20 They send of tender sympathy
30 'Oft at the blush of dawn
32 'Oft wooed the gleam of Cynthia silver-bright
33 'In cloisters dim, far from the haunts of Folly,
37 High potentates and dames of royal birth
44 The rival of her crown and of her woes,
47 That broke the bonds of Rome,
52 Rich streams of regal bounty poured,
56 The liquid language of the skies.
60 'The grateful memory of the good.
61 'Sweet is the breath of vernal shower,
64 'The still small voice of gratitude.'
74 'The fragrance of its blushing head:
81 'Profane thy inborn royalty of mind:
86 'Submits the fasces of her sway,
91 'Thy steady course of honour keep,
93 'The star of Brunswick smiles serene,
94 'And gilds the horrors of the deep.'
- Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College (18 results)
6 Of Windsor's heights the expanse below
7 Of grove, of lawn, of mead survey,
19 And, redolent of joy and youth,
24 The paths of pleasure trace,
36 The limits of their little reign,
44 The sunshine of the breast:
45 Theirs buxom health of rosy hue,
47 And lively cheer of vigour born;
50 That fly the approach of morn.
51 Alas, regardless of their doom,
53 No sense have they of ills to come,
56 The ministers of human fate,
62 The vultures of the mind,
75 The stings of Falsehood those shall try,
81 Lo, in the vale of years beneath
83 The painful family of Death,
- Ode on the Death of a Favourite Cat, Drowned in a Tub of Gold Fishes (4 results)
4 Demurest of the tabby kind,
9 The velvet of her paws,
11 Her ears of jet, and emerald eyes,
15 The genii of the stream:
- [Ode on the Pleasure Arising from Vicissitude] (9 results)
11 Forgetful of their wintry trance
19 Mute was the music of the air,
27 And o'er the cheek of Sorrow throw
32 Gilds with a gleam of distant day.
37 The hues of bliss more brightly glow,
38 Chastised by sabler tints of woe;
40 The strength and harmony of life.
42 On the thorny bed of pain,
45 The meanest flowret of the vale,
- Ode on the Spring (6 results)
7 The untaught harmony of spring:
18 How vain the ardour of the crowd,
21 Still is the toiling hand of Care;
32 Such is the race of man:
38 Brushed by the hand of rough Mischance,
46 No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets,
- Ode to Adversity (3 results)
1 Daughter of Jove, relentless power,
2 Thou tamer of the human breast,
6 The proud are taught to taste of pain,
- The Progress of Poesy. A Pindaric Ode (31 results)
7 Now the rich stream of music winds along,
13 Oh! Sovereign of the willing soul,
14 Parent of sweet and solemn-breathing airs,
17 On Thracia's hills the Lord of War,
18 Has curbed the fury of his car,
21 Of Jove, thy magic lulls the feathered king
23 Quenched in dark clouds of slumber lie
24 The terror of his beak, and lightnings of his eye.
41 The bloom of young desire and purple light of love.
43 Labour, and penury, the racks of pain,
45 And death, sad refuge from the storms of fate!
47 And justify the laws of Jove.
50 Her spectres wan, and birds of boding cry,
53 Hyperion's march they spy, and glittering shafts of war.
59 Of Chile's boundless forests laid,
72 Mute, but to the voice of anguish?
79 Alike they scorn the pomp of tyrant-power,
92 This can unlock the gates of joy;
93 Of horror that, and thrilling fears,
94 Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.'
96 Upon the seraph-wings of Ecstasy,
97 The secrets of the abyss to spy.
98 He passed the flaming bounds of place and time:
101 He saw; but blasted with excess of light,
104 Wide o'er the fields of glory bear
105 Two coursers of ethereal race,
117 Through the azure deep of air:
120 With orient hues, unborrowed of the sun:
122 Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate,
- Satire on the Heads of Houses; or, Never a Barrel the Better Herring (20 results)
3 On the heads of thy Houses,
4 Thou seat of the Muses!
5 Know the Master of Jesus
7 The Master of Maudlin
9 The Master of Sidney
10 Is of the same kidney;
11 The Master of Trinity
13 As the Master of Keys
15 So the Master of Queen's
17 The Master of King's
19 The Master of Catherine
21 The Master of Clare
23 The Master of Christ
25 But the Master of Emmanuel
27 The Master of Benet
28 Is of the like tenet;
29 The Master of Pembroke
31 The Master of Peter's
33 The Master of St John's
34 Like the rest of the dons.
- [Sketch of his Own Character] (1 result)
2 He had not the method of making a fortune:
- Song I (1 result)
2 And droop without knowing the source of my anguish;
- Song II (1 result)
12 Spare the honour of my love.
- Stanzas to Mr Bentley (5 results)
10 To censure cold and negligent of fame,
15 The energy of Pope they might efface,
20 The pomp and prodigality of heaven.
24 And dazzle with a luxury of light.
28 A sigh of soft reflection [...].
- [Tophet] (1 result)
8 And Satan's self had thoughts of taking orders.
- [Translation from Dante, Inferno Canto xxxiii 1-78] (14 results)
3 Of the half-devoured head he wiped, and thus
15 My wrongs and from them judge of my revenge.
20 The bitterness of death, I shall unfold.
24 Of me the Tower of Famine hight, and known
27 Prophetic of my woes with direful hand
28 Oped the dark veil of fate. I saw methought
30 Of Lucca, chased by hell-hounds gaunt and bloody
38 Of strength bereft, his helpless offspring soon
43 Gave not to know their sum of misery,
49 Sad with the fears of sleep, and now the hour
50 Of timely food approached; when, at the gate
51 Below, I heard the dreadful clank of bars
61 That house of woe. But oh! when I beheld
- [Translation from Statius, Thebaid VI 646-88, 704-24] (12 results)
8 A slippery weight and formed of polished brass.
9 The love of honour bade two youths advance,
11 A third arose, of Acarnania he,
12 Of Pisa one and three from Ephyre.
25 These conscious shame witheld and pride of noble line.
31 And, clashed, rebellows with the din of war.
42 Then grasped its weight, elusive of his hold;
46 Emits the mass, a prelude of his might.
60 Third in the labours of the disc came on,
69 The orb on high tenacious of its course,
72 Its ancient lord secure of victory.
86 And calmed the terrors of his claws in gold.
- [Translation from Statius, Thebaid IX 319-26] (1 result)
8 Fear he disdains and scorns the power of fate,
- [Translation] From Tasso [Gerusalemme Liberata] Canto 14, Stanza 32-9. (13 results)
2 To tempt the dangers of the doubtful way;
31 What length of sea remains, what various lands,
34 Beyond the confines of our narrow world.
35 Great things and full of wonder in your ears
45 The watery glimmerings of a fainter day
50 Earth's inmost cells and caves of deep descent.
51 Of many a flood they viewed the secret source,
52 The birth of rivers, rising to their course;
64 And paint the margin of the costly stream.
65 All stones of lustre shoot their vivid ray,
67 Here the soft emerald smiles, of verdant hue,
70 Proud of its thousand dyes and luxury of light.
- The Triumphs of Owen. A Fragment (6 results)
3 Fairest flower of Roderic's stem,
7 Lord of every regal art,
9 Big with hosts of mighty name,
11 This the force of Eirin hiding;
18 Burthens of the angry deep.
20 The Dragon-son of Mona stands;
- [Verse Fragments] (2 results)
4 [...] beyond the power of Sound.
10 The cadence of my song repeat
- William Shakespeare to Mrs Anne, Regular Servant to the Revd Mr Precentor of York (2 results)
8 But what awaits me now is worst of all.
14 Steal to his closet at the hour of prayer,