A Complete Edition of the Poets of Great Britain..: Pope. Gay. Pattison. Hammond. Savage. Hill. Tickell. Somervile. Broome. Pitt. BlairJohn & Arthur Arch, ... and for Bell & Bradfute & I. Mundell & Company, Edinburgh., 1794 |
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... rising hills , low vales , and waving woods , Thy funny glades , and celebrated floods ! But chief Lodona's filver tides , that flow Cold and unfullied as the mountain fnow ; Whole virgin name no time nor change can hide , Though ev'n ...
... rising hills , low vales , and waving woods , Thy funny glades , and celebrated floods ! But chief Lodona's filver tides , that flow Cold and unfullied as the mountain fnow ; Whole virgin name no time nor change can hide , Though ev'n ...
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... rising sand . DAPHNIS . O Love ! for Sylvia let me gain the prize , And make my tongue victorious as her eyes ; 50 No lambs or fheep for victims I'll impart , Thy victim , Love , fhall be the shepherd's heart . STREPHON . Me gentle ...
... rising sand . DAPHNIS . O Love ! for Sylvia let me gain the prize , And make my tongue victorious as her eyes ; 50 No lambs or fheep for victims I'll impart , Thy victim , Love , fhall be the shepherd's heart . STREPHON . Me gentle ...
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... rise ; With heads declin'd , ye cedars , homage pay ; Be fmooth , ye rocks : ye rapid floods , give way ! The Saviour comes ! by ancient bards foretold : Hear him , ye deaf ; and all ye blind , behold ! He from thick films fhall purge ...
... rise ; With heads declin'd , ye cedars , homage pay ; Be fmooth , ye rocks : ye rapid floods , give way ! The Saviour comes ! by ancient bards foretold : Hear him , ye deaf ; and all ye blind , behold ! He from thick films fhall purge ...
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... rise , And lift her turrets nearer to the skies ; To fing those honours you deferve to wear , And add new luftre to her filver ftar . Here noble Surrey felt the facred rage , Surrey , the Granville of a former age : Matchlefs his pen ...
... rise , And lift her turrets nearer to the skies ; To fing those honours you deferve to wear , And add new luftre to her filver ftar . Here noble Surrey felt the facred rage , Surrey , the Granville of a former age : Matchlefs his pen ...
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... rising merit will buoy up at last . Might he return , and blefs once more our eyes , New Blackmores and new Milbourns muft arife : Nay , fhould great Homer lift his awful head , Zoilus again would start up from the dead . Envy will ...
... rising merit will buoy up at last . Might he return , and blefs once more our eyes , New Blackmores and new Milbourns muft arife : Nay , fhould great Homer lift his awful head , Zoilus again would start up from the dead . Envy will ...
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