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O Portius , O forgive me ! a soul exasperated in ills , falls out with every thing , it ' s
friend , itself . ... At length the winds are rais ' d , the storm blows be it your care ,
my friends , to keep it up [ high , in it ' s full fury , and direct it right , i , till it has ...
O Portius , O forgive me ! a soul exasperated in ills , falls out with every thing , it ' s
friend , itself . ... At length the winds are rais ' d , the storm blows be it your care ,
my friends , to keep it up [ high , in it ' s full fury , and direct it right , i , till it has ...
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Long , at the head of his few faithful friends , he stood the shock of a whole host of
foes , till , obstinately brave , and bent on death , opprest with multitudes , he
greatly fell . . I ' m satisfyd . Por . Nor did he fall before his sword had pierc ' d ...
Long , at the head of his few faithful friends , he stood the shock of a whole host of
foes , till , obstinately brave , and bent on death , opprest with multitudes , he
greatly fell . . I ' m satisfyd . Por . Nor did he fall before his sword had pierc ' d ...
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Oh , my friends , how is the toil of fate , the work of ages , the Roman empire , fall '
n ! Oh , curs ' d ambition ! Fall ' n into Cæsar ' s hands ! Our great forefathers had
left him nought to conquer but his country . Jub . While Cato lives , Cæsar will ...
Oh , my friends , how is the toil of fate , the work of ages , the Roman empire , fall '
n ! Oh , curs ' d ambition ! Fall ' n into Cæsar ' s hands ! Our great forefathers had
left him nought to conquer but his country . Jub . While Cato lives , Cæsar will ...
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the virtue of my friends may pass unpunish ' d . Juba , my heart is troubled for ...
Thy virtues , prince , if I foresee aright , will one day make thee great ; at Rome
hereafter , ' t will be no crime to have been Cato ' s friend . Portius , draw near :
my ...
the virtue of my friends may pass unpunish ' d . Juba , my heart is troubled for ...
Thy virtues , prince , if I foresee aright , will one day make thee great ; at Rome
hereafter , ' t will be no crime to have been Cato ' s friend . Portius , draw near :
my ...
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Here set me dowoPortius , come near me - Are my friends embark ' d ? can any
thing be thought of for their service ? whilst 1 yet live , let me not live in vain . oh ,
Lucius , art thou here ? - Thou art too good . - ; let this our friendship live between
...
Here set me dowoPortius , come near me - Are my friends embark ' d ? can any
thing be thought of for their service ? whilst 1 yet live , let me not live in vain . oh ,
Lucius , art thou here ? - Thou art too good . - ; let this our friendship live between
...
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appear arms bear beauty blood bold born Cæsar Cato cause charms courts dead death Enter ev'ry eyes face fair fall fame fate father fear foes fools force fortune friends give gods grace grow hand happy hast head hear heart heaven honour hope Juba kind king learning less light live look Lord lost Lucia Marcia mighty mind Muse nature never o'er once pain passion peace pleasure poets poor Portius praise prince rage remains rest rich rise Rome round scenes senate sense shades shine sight soon soul sound stand stream sure sweet Syph Syphax tears thee thine things thou thoughts true turn vain virtue whole winds wise wonder write young youth
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| Заглавие | Poems Том 78 от Lit. misc Том 9 от Works of the English poets from Chaucer to Cowper |
| Автор | Joseph Addison |
| Издател | Johnson, 1810 |
| Оригиналът е от | Оксфордският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 19 Окт 2006 |
| Брой страници | 597 страници |
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