The Works of Anacreon, and Sappho: Done from the Greek, by Several Hands. With Their Lives Prefix'd. To which is Added, The Prize of Wisdom. A Dialogue Between Anacreon and AristotleE. Curll, 1713 - 89 страници |
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... ye Loves , the fair Adonis dies , M The lovely Youth in Death's ... Mourn Mourn all ye Loves , the fair Adonis dies , ato to to to On the Death of Adonis Tranflated from the Greek of Bion, by the Right Honoura- ble the late Earl of ...
... ye Loves , the fair Adonis dies , M The lovely Youth in Death's ... Mourn Mourn all ye Loves , the fair Adonis dies , ato to to to On the Death of Adonis Tranflated from the Greek of Bion, by the Right Honoura- ble the late Earl of ...
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... The Prize of Wisdom. A Dialogue Between Anacreon and Aristotle Anacreon. Mourn all ye Loves , the fair Adonis dies , The lovely Youth in Death's Embraces lies . Ah ! how his Breaft feems lovely to the Sight , The Tusk that wounded him is ...
... The Prize of Wisdom. A Dialogue Between Anacreon and Aristotle Anacreon. Mourn all ye Loves , the fair Adonis dies , The lovely Youth in Death's Embraces lies . Ah ! how his Breaft feems lovely to the Sight , The Tusk that wounded him is ...
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... The Flow'rs an univerfal Sorrow fhew , And weep his Fall in pearly Drops of Dew .. But Venus o'er the partlefs Mountain flies , And Hills and Valleys echo to her Cries . Mourn all ye Loves , the fair Adonis dies , i The lovely Youth in ...
... The Flow'rs an univerfal Sorrow fhew , And weep his Fall in pearly Drops of Dew .. But Venus o'er the partlefs Mountain flies , And Hills and Valleys echo to her Cries . Mourn all ye Loves , the fair Adonis dies , i The lovely Youth in ...
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... The Prize of Wisdom. A Dialogue Between Anacreon and Aristotle Anacreon. She blames the too rafh Youth , alone to dare , Encounter favage Beafts , himself fo fair . Mourn all ye Loves , the fair Adonis dies , The lovely Youth in Death's ...
... The Prize of Wisdom. A Dialogue Between Anacreon and Aristotle Anacreon. She blames the too rafh Youth , alone to dare , Encounter favage Beafts , himself fo fair . Mourn all ye Loves , the fair Adonis dies , The lovely Youth in Death's ...
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almoft ANACREON ARISTOTLE Bacchus Bathyllus beauteous Beauty becauſe beſt Breaft Charms Cupid Curfe dance Dart Death's Embraces lies Defign defign'd Defire Deucalion difpos'd Drink ev'ry faid fair Adonis fair Adonis dies fame Fate feems feiz'd felf fent fhall fhew fhort fhould fhow fince fing firft fmil'd foft fome foon fparkling fpread ftay ftill ftrait ftrive fuch fupplies fure Garlands gentle Goddeſs Gold Graces Grave greateſt Heart himſelf Honour juft Kifs kill'd laft Lesbos lovely Youth Mirth moſt Mourn all ye Mufe muft muſt Myro Numbers Nymph o'er ODES Ovid Paffions pafs Pain Phabus Phaon Philofo Philofopher pleafant pleaſe Pleaſures prithee racter reft rife Rofe Rofie Roſes Sappho ſee ſeems Senfe Song Soul Suid Suidas taſte Thee thefe themſelves theſe things thofe thoſe Thou doft twas uſeleſs Venus wanton Whilft whofe Wine Wiſdom wou'd ye Loves Youth in Death's
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