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For , after all the murders of your eye , When , after millions slain , yourself shall
die ; When those fair suns fhall set , as set they muft , And all those tresses shall
be laid in dust , This Lock , the Mufe shall consecrate to fame , And ' midst the
stars ...
For , after all the murders of your eye , When , after millions slain , yourself shall
die ; When those fair suns fhall set , as set they muft , And all those tresses shall
be laid in dust , This Lock , the Mufe shall consecrate to fame , And ' midst the
stars ...
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SPRE URE there are poets which did never dream Upon Parnaffus , nor did taste
the stream Of Helicon ; we , therefore , may suppose Those made not poets , but
the poets those . And , as courts make not kings , but kings the court , So , where
...
SPRE URE there are poets which did never dream Upon Parnaffus , nor did taste
the stream Of Helicon ; we , therefore , may suppose Those made not poets , but
the poets those . And , as courts make not kings , but kings the court , So , where
...
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Who to his realms that azure round hath join'd , Which nature for their bound at
first design'd : That bound , which , to the world's extremeft ends , Endless itself ,
its liquid arms extends : Nor doth he need those emblems which we paint , But is
...
Who to his realms that azure round hath join'd , Which nature for their bound at
first design'd : That bound , which , to the world's extremeft ends , Endless itself ,
its liquid arms extends : Nor doth he need those emblems which we paint , But is
...
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Those smiling eyes , attemp'ring ev'ry ray , Shone sweetly lambent with celestial
day . Guiltless I gaz'd ; Heav'n liften'd while you fung ; And truths divine came
mended from that tongue . From lips like those what precept fail'd to move ?
Those smiling eyes , attemp'ring ev'ry ray , Shone sweetly lambent with celestial
day . Guiltless I gaz'd ; Heav'n liften'd while you fung ; And truths divine came
mended from that tongue . From lips like those what precept fail'd to move ?
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Yet then , to those dread altars as I drew , Not on the cross my eyes were fix'd ,
but you : Not grace , or zeal , love only was my call ; And if I lose thy love , I lose
my all . Come , with thy looks , thy words , relieve my woe ; Those , ftill , at least ,
are ...
Yet then , to those dread altars as I drew , Not on the cross my eyes were fix'd ,
but you : Not grace , or zeal , love only was my call ; And if I lose thy love , I lose
my all . Come , with thy looks , thy words , relieve my woe ; Those , ftill , at least ,
are ...
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Страница 5 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
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| Заглавие | The Beauties of English Poesy, Том 1 The Beauties of English Poesy, Oliver Goldsmith Том 1 от The Beauties of English Poesy. ...: In Two Volumes, Oliver Goldsmith |
| Автор | Oliver Goldsmith |
| Редактор | Oliver Goldsmith |
| Съставена от | Oliver Goldsmith |
| Издател | William Griffin, 1767 |
| Оригиналът е от | Оксфордският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 11 юли 2007 |
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