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- Agrippina, a Tragedy (34 results)
P her son's orders from Anicetus to remove from Baiae, and to
P have her guard taken from her. At this time Otho having
P conveyed Poppaea from the house of her husband Rufus Crispinus,
P brings her to Baiae, where he means to conceal her among the
P utmost necessity. In the meantime he commits her to the care of
P accusation concerning Rubellius Plancus, and desires her to
P clear herself, which she does briefly; but demands to see her
P son, who, on his arrival, acquits her of all suspicion, and
P restores her to her honours. In the meanwhile Anicetus, to
P beautiful Poppaea; the Emperor is immediately struck with her
P that it will be for her interest. Otho hearing that the Emperor
P acquaint her with his fears that her son Nero would marry
P Poppaea. Agrippina, to support her own power, and to wean the
P death, and, by Anicetus's means, to destroy her by drowning. A
P contrived as to sink or crush her; she escapes by accident, and
P Poppaea; and being duped a second time by Anicetus and her,
P determines to fly with her into Greece, by means of a vessel
P remove Poppaea on board in the night, conveys her to Nero's
P fear, and irresolute how to conduct herself. The account of her
3 His mother shall obey him. Say you saw her
8 Her household cares, a woman's best employment.
10 You think, you spied a tear stand in her eye,
11 And would have dropped, but that her pride restrained it?
29 To her that gave it being, her that armed
51 If bright ambition from her craggy seat
91 A tempest that shall shake her own creation
122 Her spirit-stirring voice; Soranus there,
184 Of amorous thefts: and had her wanton son
190 So her white neck reclined, so was she borne
- A Long Story (15 results)
26 Her conquering destiny fulfilling,
28 And vainly ape her art of killing.
32 And tipped her arrows with good-nature.
33 To celebrate her eyes, her air—
34 Coarse panegyrics would but tease her.
35 Melissa is her nom de guerre.
36 Alas, who would not wish to please her!
50 Swore by her coronet and ermine,
51 She'd issue out her high commission
111 She curtsies, as she takes her chair,
138 'Her air and all her manners show it.
139 'Commend me to her affability!
144 And keep my lady from her rubbers.
- The Bard. A Pindaric Ode (14 results)
92 "Twined with her blushing foe, we spread:
116 'Her eye proclaims her of the Briton-line;
117 'Her lion-port, her awe-commanding face,
120 'What strains of vocal transport round her play!
124 'Waves in the eye of heaven her many-coloured wings.
P to save her Husband and her Crown.
P gave of her affection for her Lord [she is supposed to have sucked the poison from a wound
P her, are still to be seen at Northampton, Geddington, Waltham, and other places.
P says, 'And thus she, lion-like rising, daunted the malapert Orator no less with her stately port
P and majestical deporture, than with the tartnesse of her princelie checkes.' [John Speed
- [The Alliance of Education and Government. A Fragment] (13 results)
2 Whose barren bosom starves her generous birth,
7 Forbids her gems to swell, her shades to rise,
8 Nor trusts her blossoms to the churlish skies:
14 Of nature idly lavishes her stores,
19 But Tyranny has fixed her empire there,
53 Her boasted titles and her golden fields:
61 The encroaching tide, that drowns her lessening lands,
63 Her native plains and empires once her own?
76 Spite of her frail companion, dauntless goes
81 The stubborn elements confess her sway;
- [Imitated] From Propertius. Lib: 2: Eleg: 1. (10 results)
7 If the loose curls around her forehead play,
9 If the thin Coan web her shape reveal,
16 Her artful hand across the sounding strings.
18 Her languid lids, I favour her repose
40 Nor lofty Carthage struggling with her fate.
73 Condemns her fickle sex's fond mistake,
76 Ah! let her ever my desires control.
77 Or if I fall the victim of her scorn,
78 From her loved door may my pale corse be borne.
- Ode for Music (9 results)
6 'Servitude that hugs her chain,
8 'Let painted Flattery hide her serpent-train in flowers.
41 And sad Chatillon, on her bridal morn
42 That wept her bleeding love, and princely Clare,
44 The rival of her crown and of her woes,
65 Foremost and leaning from her golden cloud
77 'Lo, Granta waits to lead her blooming band,
86 'Submits the fasces of her sway,
- The Progress of Poesy. A Pindaric Ode (9 results)
39 In gliding state she wins her easy way:
40 O'er her warm cheek and rising bosom move
49 Night, and all her sickly dews,
50 Her spectres wan, and birds of boding cry,
63 Her track, where'er the goddess roves,
80 And coward Vice that revels in her chains.
81 When Latium had her lofty spirit lost,
87 Her awful face: the dauntless child
109 Scatters from her pictured urn
- Ode on the Death of a Favourite Cat, Drowned in a Tub of Gold Fishes (6 results)
7 Her conscious tail her joy declared;
9 The velvet of her paws,
10 Her coat, that with the tortoise vies,
11 Her ears of jet, and emerald eyes,
29 The slippery verge her feet beguiled,
- The Characters of the Christ-Cross Row, By a Critic, To Mrs — (5 results)
3 Her daughters decked most daintily I see,
5 E enters next and with her Eve appears.
7 What ease and elegance her person grace,
8 Bright beaming as the evening-star her face.
50 Q draws her train along the drawing-room.
- Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard (5 results)
11 Of such, as wandering near her secret bower,
12 Molest her ancient solitary reign.
22 Or busy housewife ply her evening care:
49 But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page
120 And Melancholy marked him for her own.
- The Candidate (4 results)
20 Her sisters denying and Jemmy proposing;
21 From dinner she rose with her bumper in hand,
22 She stroked up her belly and stroked down her band.
- The Fatal Sisters. An Ode (4 results)
P her portion) galloped six to the north and as many to the south.
47 Long her strains in sorrow steep,
62 Each her thundering faulchion wield;
63 Each bestride her sable steed.
- [Hymn to Ignorance. A Fragment] (4 results)
24 Lethargic nods upon her ebon throne.
29 Fierce nations owned her unresisted might,
34 Her rapid wings the transient scene pursue,
36 High on her car, behold the grandam ride
- Ode to Adversity (4 results)
12 And bade to form her infant mind.
15 What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know,
16 And from her own she learned to melt at others' woe.
24 To her they vow their truth and are again believed.
- [Translation from Statius, Thebaid VI 646-88, 704-24] (3 results)
53 So from the astonished stars, her nightly train,
55 Deserts precipitant her darkened sphere.
58 The AEmonian hag enjoys her dreadful hour,
- The Descent of Odin. An Ode (2 results)
92 Has reassumed her ancient right;
P Hela is described with a dreadful countenance, & her body half flesh-colour
- Imitated from Propertius, Lib: 3: Eleg: 5: (2 results)
24 Who monthly waning hides her paly fires,
26 Relumes her crescent orb to cheer the dreary night;
- [Impromptus] (2 results)
6 He eat a fat goose and could not digest her—
8 She had a bad face which did sadly molest her.
- [Lines Spoken by the Ghost of John Dennis at the Devil Tavern] (2 results)
14 My soul, when first she tried her flight to wing,
40 Or Cleopatra to her Mark Antony,
- [Ode on the Pleasure Arising from Vicissitude] (2 results)
2 Waves her dew-bespangled wing;
49 Humble Quiet builds her cell
- [Verse Fragments] (2 results)
1 The Joy that trembles in her eye
2 She bows her meek & humble head
- [Epitaph on Mrs Clerke] (1 result)
9 Her infant image, here below,
- [Invitation to Mason] (1 result)
6 The Widow feels thee in her aching hip,
- Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College (1 result)
4 Her Henry's holy Shade;
- Ode on the Spring (1 result)
5 The Attic warbler pours her throat,
- Stanzas to Mr Bentley (1 result)
3 While Bentley leads her sister-art along,
- [Tophet] (1 result)
6 Blushed as she blessed her grisly proselyte:
- The Triumphs of Owen. A Fragment (1 result)
13 On her shadow long and gay