A Collection of Poems ...Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1758 |
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... whose reed beneath the beechen fhade , POPE The nymphs of Thames a pleas'd attention paid ; While yet thy Muse , content with humbler praise , Warbled in Windfor's grove her fylvan lays ; Though now fublimely borne on Homer's wing , Of ...
... whose reed beneath the beechen fhade , POPE The nymphs of Thames a pleas'd attention paid ; While yet thy Muse , content with humbler praise , Warbled in Windfor's grove her fylvan lays ; Though now fublimely borne on Homer's wing , Of ...
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... Whose pendent shades o'erlook'd a filver flood , Young Damon came , unknowing where he ftray'd , Full of the image of his beauteous maid : His flock far off , unfed , untended lay , To ev'ry favage a defenceless prey ; No fenfe of int ...
... Whose pendent shades o'erlook'd a filver flood , Young Damon came , unknowing where he ftray'd , Full of the image of his beauteous maid : His flock far off , unfed , untended lay , To ev'ry favage a defenceless prey ; No fenfe of int ...
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... Whose fairest hopes destroy'd and blasted lie , Feels not so keen a pang of grief as I. Ah , how have I deferv'd , inhuman maid , To have my faithful service thus repay'd ? Were all the marks of kindness I receiv'd , But dreams of joy ...
... Whose fairest hopes destroy'd and blasted lie , Feels not so keen a pang of grief as I. Ah , how have I deferv'd , inhuman maid , To have my faithful service thus repay'd ? Were all the marks of kindness I receiv'd , But dreams of joy ...
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... Whose yellow plumage shines like polish'd gold ; From diftant ifles the lovely ftranger came , And bears the Fortunate Canaries name ; In all our woods none boasts fo fweet a note , Not ev❜n the nightingale's melodious throat . Accept ...
... Whose yellow plumage shines like polish'd gold ; From diftant ifles the lovely ftranger came , And bears the Fortunate Canaries name ; In all our woods none boasts fo fweet a note , Not ev❜n the nightingale's melodious throat . Accept ...
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... whose pow'r no ties have strength to bind ? Has he , like me , with long obedience strove To conquer your disdain , and merit love ? Has he with transport ev'ry smile ador'd , And dy'd with grief at each ungentle word ? Ah , no ! the ...
... whose pow'r no ties have strength to bind ? Has he , like me , with long obedience strove To conquer your disdain , and merit love ? Has he with transport ev'ry smile ador'd , And dy'd with grief at each ungentle word ? Ah , no ! the ...
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Страница 2 - Damon came, unknowing where he ftray'd, Full of the image of his beauteous maid : His flock far off, unfed, untended lay, To ev'ry favage a defencelefs prey ; No fenfe of int'reft could their matter move, And ev'ry care feem'd trifling now but Love. Awhile in penfive filence he remain'd> But tho...
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