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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... strong for ' t was , Like poison put into a Venice - glass . COWLEY . In forming descriptions , they looked out , not for images , but for conceits . Night has been a common subject , which poets have contended to adorn . Dryden's Night ...
... strong for ' t was , Like poison put into a Venice - glass . COWLEY . In forming descriptions , they looked out , not for images , but for conceits . Night has been a common subject , which poets have contended to adorn . Dryden's Night ...
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... strong brass he wore . " In the fourth , Like some fair pine o'er - looking all th ' ignobler wood . " And , Some from the rocks cast themselves down headlong . The thing is , that the dis- out of the order and sound And many more : but ...
... strong brass he wore . " In the fourth , Like some fair pine o'er - looking all th ' ignobler wood . " And , Some from the rocks cast themselves down headlong . The thing is , that the dis- out of the order and sound And many more : but ...
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... strong malice , have thought me like a pipe , which never sounds but when it is blowed in , and read me , not as Abraham Cowley , but Authorem Anonymum . To the first I answer , that it is an envious frost which nips the blossoms ...
... strong malice , have thought me like a pipe , which never sounds but when it is blowed in , and read me , not as Abraham Cowley , but Authorem Anonymum . To the first I answer , that it is an envious frost which nips the blossoms ...
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... strong ; Nay , though he think to gain salvation By calling th ' pope the Whore of Babylon . I would not be a school - master , though he His rods no less than fasces deems to be ; Though he in many a place Turns Lilly oftener than his ...
... strong ; Nay , though he think to gain salvation By calling th ' pope the Whore of Babylon . I would not be a school - master , though he His rods no less than fasces deems to be ; Though he in many a place Turns Lilly oftener than his ...
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... strong a tide ; A doubtful cloud our substance bears , And is the horse of ail our years . Each day doth on a winged whirlwind ride . We and our glass run out , and must Both render up our dust . But his past life who without grief can ...
... strong a tide ; A doubtful cloud our substance bears , And is the horse of ail our years . Each day doth on a winged whirlwind ride . We and our glass run out , and must Both render up our dust . But his past life who without grief can ...
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Adam angels arms art thou beasts beauty behold blest blood bold bright call'd Chromius clouds Comus Cowley Dæmon Dagon dark death delight divine dost doth dreadful Earth eternal ev'n eyes fair fame fate fear fire flame friends gentle glory gods hand happy hast hath heart Heaven Hell honour hope Israel king labour less light live lord lost Lucifer LUDLOW CASTLE Ludlow town Lycidas lyre mighty Milton mind Moab Muse Nature ne'er never night noble numbers nymph o'er Paradise Paradise Lost Paradise Regained peace Pindar poem poets praise prince rage Rome sacred Satan seem'd serpent sight soul spirits stars stood sweet terrour thee thence thine things thou thought throne thyself tree twas Twill verse vex'd virtue Whilst wings wise wonder wound youth