Critical Essays on Some of the Poems of Several English PoetsJames Phillips, 1785 - 386 страници |
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... fire : Because the time of defolation's come , And man fwift paffes to his final home ; And penfive mourners range about the street , And rend their garments , and their bofoms beat . He likewife availed himself of the fame channel for ...
... fire : Because the time of defolation's come , And man fwift paffes to his final home ; And penfive mourners range about the street , And rend their garments , and their bofoms beat . He likewife availed himself of the fame channel for ...
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... fires : But peaceful bards thy conftant presence know , O thou ! of every glorious deed the foe ! Of thee the filent ftudious race complains , And learning groans a captive in thy chains . The secret wish when fome fair object moves ...
... fires : But peaceful bards thy conftant presence know , O thou ! of every glorious deed the foe ! Of thee the filent ftudious race complains , And learning groans a captive in thy chains . The secret wish when fome fair object moves ...
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... fire , because it is fung by the best of poets , and preferved by the best of kings . The unprejudiced reader will scarcely contend that these thoughts poffefs any remarkable inhe- * St . Paul's , wherever viewed , bears no refemblance ...
... fire , because it is fung by the best of poets , and preferved by the best of kings . The unprejudiced reader will scarcely contend that these thoughts poffefs any remarkable inhe- * St . Paul's , wherever viewed , bears no refemblance ...
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... fire , Or zeal more fierce than they thy fall confpire ; Secure while thee the best of poets fings , Preferv'd from ruin by the beft of kings . Dyer , that fublime , but ftrangely neglected poet , has , in his Ruins of Rome , touched a ...
... fire , Or zeal more fierce than they thy fall confpire ; Secure while thee the best of poets fings , Preferv'd from ruin by the beft of kings . Dyer , that fublime , but ftrangely neglected poet , has , in his Ruins of Rome , touched a ...
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... mighty power , Or thy defires more mighty , did devour ; To whom their better fate referves whate'er The victor hopes for , or the vanquish'd fear ; That 1 That blood which thou and thy great grand- fire 14 CRITICAL ESSAYS .
... mighty power , Or thy defires more mighty , did devour ; To whom their better fate referves whate'er The victor hopes for , or the vanquish'd fear ; That 1 That blood which thou and thy great grand- fire 14 CRITICAL ESSAYS .
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