A Collection of Poems: In Six Volumes, Том 4J. Hughs, 1765 |
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... hope repose ) The bofom of his Father and his God . HYMN to ADVERSITY . D By the Same . AUGHTER of Jove , rèlentless Pow'r , Thou Tamer of the human breast , Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour The Bad affright , afflict the Best ...
... hope repose ) The bofom of his Father and his God . HYMN to ADVERSITY . D By the Same . AUGHTER of Jove , rèlentless Pow'r , Thou Tamer of the human breast , Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour The Bad affright , afflict the Best ...
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... hope : Himfelf alone From lawless force to free , in bloody fight He stood ; content to bow to CUSTOM's throne , SO REASON Mote not blush his fov'ran rule to own . L. So well he warded , and fo fiercely prefs'd His foe , that weary wex ...
... hope : Himfelf alone From lawless force to free , in bloody fight He stood ; content to bow to CUSTOM's throne , SO REASON Mote not blush his fov'ran rule to own . L. So well he warded , and fo fiercely prefs'd His foe , that weary wex ...
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... hope to ease The throbbings of my heart with speeches bland , And words more apt my forrows to increase , The once - dear names of Wealth , and Liberty , and Peace ? LXXVI . Peace , f Luftihead , ftrong health , vigour . LXXVI . Peace ...
... hope to ease The throbbings of my heart with speeches bland , And words more apt my forrows to increase , The once - dear names of Wealth , and Liberty , and Peace ? LXXVI . Peace , f Luftihead , ftrong health , vigour . LXXVI . Peace ...
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... hope , though mutual it should prove ? This little form is fair in vain for you , In vain for me thy honeft heart is true ; For would't thou fix difhonour on my name , And give me up to penitence and shame ; Or gild my ruin with the ...
... hope , though mutual it should prove ? This little form is fair in vain for you , In vain for me thy honeft heart is true ; For would't thou fix difhonour on my name , And give me up to penitence and shame ; Or gild my ruin with the ...
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... hope to move when I complain ? But fuch is woman's frenzy in distress , We love to plead , though hopeless of redress . Perhaps , affecting ignorance , thou❜lt fay , From whence thefe lines ? whofe meffage to convey ? Mock not my grief ...
... hope to move when I complain ? But fuch is woman's frenzy in distress , We love to plead , though hopeless of redress . Perhaps , affecting ignorance , thou❜lt fay , From whence thefe lines ? whofe meffage to convey ? Mock not my grief ...
Често срещани думи и фрази
ARISBE beneath bleft bloom bluſh boaſt bofom bow'r breaſt bright caft cauſe charms Columbel dæmons dear eaſe erft Ev'n eyes facred fafe fage fair fame fate fcorn fear fhade fhall fhine fhould figh filent fing firſt fkies flain fleep flow'rs fmiles foft folemn fome fong fons foon footh forrow foul ftill fuch fure fweet fwelling grace grove heart heav'n Henry Pelham honour laſt lefs loft lov'd lyre maid mind moſt mourn Mufe Muſe muſt myſelf night nymphs o'er paffion pain peace penfive plain pleaſe pleaſure Pompey pow'r praiſe pride purſue raiſe reafon reſt rife roſe ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſkies ſky ſmiling ſpeak ſpread ſpring Squire ſtand ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtreams ſweet taſte tears thee theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand toil train tranſports vale Virgil's tomb virtue Whilft whofe Whoſe wiſh youth
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