The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper;: Cowley, Denham, MiltonAlexander Chalmers, Samuel Johnson J. Johnson; J. Nichols and son; R. Baldwin; F. and C. Rivington; W. Otridge and Son; Leigh and Sotheby; R. Faulder and Son; G. Nicol and Son; T. Payne; G. Robinson; Wilkie and Robinson; C. Davies; T. Egerton; Scatcherd and Letterman; J. Walker; Vernor, Hood, and Sharpe; R. Lea; J. Nunn; Lackington, Allen, and Company; J. Stockdale; Cuthell and Martin; Clarke and Sons; J. White and Company; Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme; Cadell and Davies; J. Barker; John Richardson; J.M. Richardson; J. Carpenter; B. Crosby; E. Jeffery; J. Murray; W. Miller; J. and A. Arch; Black, Parry, and Kingsbury; J. Booker; S. Bagster; J. Harding; J. Mackinlay; J. Hatchard; R.H. Evans; Matthews and Leigh; J. Mawman; J. Booth; J. Asperne; P. and W. Wynne; and W. Grace, Deighton and Son at Cambridge; and Wilson and Son at York, 1810 |
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... fall below Donne in wit , but maintains , that they surpass him in poetry . If wit be well described by Pope , as being " that which has been often thought , but was never before so well expressed , " they certainly never attained , nor ...
... fall below Donne in wit , but maintains , that they surpass him in poetry . If wit be well described by Pope , as being " that which has been often thought , but was never before so well expressed , " they certainly never attained , nor ...
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... fall in love with that bewitching art , we do not use to court it as a mistress , but marry it as a wife , and take it for better or worse , as an inseparable companion of our whole life . But , as the marriages of infants do but rarely ...
... fall in love with that bewitching art , we do not use to court it as a mistress , but marry it as a wife , and take it for better or worse , as an inseparable companion of our whole life . But , as the marriages of infants do but rarely ...
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... fall ; If then unequal numbers be espied , Oh , Reader ! do not that my Prrour call ; But think her tears defac'd it , and blame then My Muse's grief , and not my missing pen . A. COWLEY . Σ POEMS ABRAHAM COWLEY . " False and inconstant ...
... fall ; If then unequal numbers be espied , Oh , Reader ! do not that my Prrour call ; But think her tears defac'd it , and blame then My Muse's grief , and not my missing pen . A. COWLEY . Σ POEMS ABRAHAM COWLEY . " False and inconstant ...
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... fall to th ' earth , flames are within . " O see , Constantia ! my short race is. Where having wept , recovering breath again , Thus to immortal Love he did complain : " Oh , mighty Cupid ! whose unbounded sway Hath often rul'd th ...
... fall to th ' earth , flames are within . " O see , Constantia ! my short race is. Where having wept , recovering breath again , Thus to immortal Love he did complain : " Oh , mighty Cupid ! whose unbounded sway Hath often rul'd th ...
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... fall disrobed the gaudy ground Of all those ornaments it us'd to wear ; Them kind Philocrates t ' each other brought , Where they this means t ' enjoy their freedom wrought . " Sweet fair - one , " said Philetus , since the time Favours ...
... fall disrobed the gaudy ground Of all those ornaments it us'd to wear ; Them kind Philocrates t ' each other brought , Where they this means t ' enjoy their freedom wrought . " Sweet fair - one , " said Philetus , since the time Favours ...
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