Poems by Mr. GrayWilliam Sleater, 1768 - 187 страници |
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Thomas Gray. Some bold adventurers difdain The limits of their little reign , And unknown regions dare defcry : Still as they run they look behind , They hear a voice in every wind , And fnatch a fearful joy . Gay hope is theirs by fancy ...
Thomas Gray. Some bold adventurers difdain The limits of their little reign , And unknown regions dare defcry : Still as they run they look behind , They hear a voice in every wind , And fnatch a fearful joy . Gay hope is theirs by fancy ...
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... undertook the task , Thro ' lanes unknown , o'er ftiles they ventur'd , Rapp'd at the door , nor ftay'd to afk , But bounce into the parlour enter'd . C 4 The The trembling family they daunt , They flirt , they A LONG STORY . 39.
... undertook the task , Thro ' lanes unknown , o'er ftiles they ventur'd , Rapp'd at the door , nor ftay'd to afk , But bounce into the parlour enter'd . C 4 The The trembling family they daunt , They flirt , they A LONG STORY . 39.
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... unknown , what charms prefume To break the quiet of the tomb ? Who thus afflicts my troubled fprite , And drags me from the realms of night ? Long on these mould'ring bones have beat The winter's fnow , the fummer's heat , The drenching ...
... unknown , what charms prefume To break the quiet of the tomb ? Who thus afflicts my troubled fprite , And drags me from the realms of night ? Long on these mould'ring bones have beat The winter's fnow , the fummer's heat , The drenching ...
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... unknown : Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth , And Melancholy mark'd him for her own . 31 . Large was his bounty , and his foul fincere , Heav'n did a recompence as largely fend : He gave to Mis'ry all he had , a tear , He ...
... unknown : Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth , And Melancholy mark'd him for her own . 31 . Large was his bounty , and his foul fincere , Heav'n did a recompence as largely fend : He gave to Mis'ry all he had , a tear , He ...
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... And , gravely stupid , try To fearch each complicated fcheme Of public policy : Some ladies leave the spacious dome Around the garden's maze to roam , [ H 3 ] And And unknown regions dare defcry : Still as they walk ODE ON RANELAGH . 157.
... And , gravely stupid , try To fearch each complicated fcheme Of public policy : Some ladies leave the spacious dome Around the garden's maze to roam , [ H 3 ] And And unknown regions dare defcry : Still as they walk ODE ON RANELAGH . 157.
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Страница 147 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
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