The Beauties of English Poesy, Том 2 |
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N ancient times , as story tells , The faints would often leave their cells , And ftrole
about , but hide their quality , To try good people's hospitality . , It happen'd on a
winter night , As authors of the legend write , Two brother hermits , faints by trade
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N ancient times , as story tells , The faints would often leave their cells , And ftrole
about , but hide their quality , To try good people's hospitality . , It happen'd on a
winter night , As authors of the legend write , Two brother hermits , faints by trade
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NIGHT THOUGHTS . BY DR . YOUNG , These seem to be the best of the
collection ; from whence only the two firft are taken . They are spoken of
differently , either with exaggerated applause or contempt , as the reader's
difpofition is either ...
NIGHT THOUGHTS . BY DR . YOUNG , These seem to be the best of the
collection ; from whence only the two firft are taken . They are spoken of
differently , either with exaggerated applause or contempt , as the reader's
difpofition is either ...
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feverer for severe , The Day too short for my distress ; and Night , Ev'n in the
zenith of her dark domain , Is sunshine , to the colour of my fate . Night , fable
goddess ! from her ebon throne , In rayless majefty , now stretches forth Her
leaden ...
feverer for severe , The Day too short for my distress ; and Night , Ev'n in the
zenith of her dark domain , Is sunshine , to the colour of my fate . Night , fable
goddess ! from her ebon throne , In rayless majefty , now stretches forth Her
leaden ...
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But Mould I give it vent , The longest night , tho ' longer far , would fail , And the
lark listen to my midnight long . The sprightly lark's fhrill matin wakes the morn ;
Grief's Marpeft thorn hard presling on my breast , I ftrive , with wakeful melody , to
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But Mould I give it vent , The longest night , tho ' longer far , would fail , And the
lark listen to my midnight long . The sprightly lark's fhrill matin wakes the morn ;
Grief's Marpeft thorn hard presling on my breast , I ftrive , with wakeful melody , to
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