The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 56Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... gods , O Walpole , give no bliss fincere ; ΤΗ Wealth is disturb'd by care , and power by fear : Of all the paffions that employ the mind , In gentle Love the fwceteft joys we find ; Yet ev'n thofe joys dire Jealoufy molefts , And ...
... gods , O Walpole , give no bliss fincere ; ΤΗ Wealth is disturb'd by care , and power by fear : Of all the paffions that employ the mind , In gentle Love the fwceteft joys we find ; Yet ev'n thofe joys dire Jealoufy molefts , And ...
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... gods perhaps my just revenge will aid . Alas ! what aid , fond fwain , wouldst thou receive ? Could thy heart bear to see its Delia grieve ? Protect her , heaven ! and let her never know The flighteft part of hapless Damon's woe : I ask ...
... gods perhaps my just revenge will aid . Alas ! what aid , fond fwain , wouldst thou receive ? Could thy heart bear to see its Delia grieve ? Protect her , heaven ! and let her never know The flighteft part of hapless Damon's woe : I ask ...
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... god ! before whofe hallow'd fhrine " My Delia vow'd to be for ever mine , " While , glowing in her cheeks , with tender love , " Sweet virgin modesty reluctant strove ! " And hail to thee , fair queen of young defires ! " Long fhall my ...
... god ! before whofe hallow'd fhrine " My Delia vow'd to be for ever mine , " While , glowing in her cheeks , with tender love , " Sweet virgin modesty reluctant strove ! " And hail to thee , fair queen of young defires ! " Long fhall my ...
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... god , fublime , And awes the fubje & plain : . beneath his feet , The German eagles fpread their wings ; his hand . Grafps Victory , its flave . Such was thy brow Majeftic , fuch thy martial port , when Gaul Fled from thy frown , and in ...
... god , fublime , And awes the fubje & plain : . beneath his feet , The German eagles fpread their wings ; his hand . Grafps Victory , its flave . Such was thy brow Majeftic , fuch thy martial port , when Gaul Fled from thy frown , and in ...
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... gods , deign to defend This thy abode , while prefent here below , And facred still to thy immortal fame , With tutelary care . Preferve it fafe From Time's deftroying hand , and cruel ftroke Of factious Envy's more relentless rage ...
... gods , deign to defend This thy abode , while prefent here below , And facred still to thy immortal fame , With tutelary care . Preferve it fafe From Time's deftroying hand , and cruel ftroke Of factious Envy's more relentless rage ...
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