The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 41Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... cries ; stay , Thefeus , stay ! But faithlefs Thefeus hears no more than they . All defperate , to fome craggy cliff the flies , And spreads a well - known signal in the skies His leffening veffel plows the foamy main ; She fighs , the ...
... cries ; stay , Thefeus , stay ! But faithlefs Thefeus hears no more than they . All defperate , to fome craggy cliff the flies , And spreads a well - known signal in the skies His leffening veffel plows the foamy main ; She fighs , the ...
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... cries : ' Then let the prudent walker fhoes provide , Not of the Spanish or Morocco hide ; The wooden heel nav raife the dancer's bound , 30 35 And with the fcallop'd top his ftep be crown'd : Let firin , well - hammer'd foles protect ...
... cries : ' Then let the prudent walker fhoes provide , Not of the Spanish or Morocco hide ; The wooden heel nav raife the dancer's bound , 30 35 And with the fcallop'd top his ftep be crown'd : Let firin , well - hammer'd foles protect ...
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... cries ; From fure prognosticks learn to know the skies , Left you of rheums and coughs at night complain ; Surpriz'd in dreary fogs , or driving rain . When fuffocating mifts obfcure the morn , Let thy worst wig , long us'd to ftorms ...
... cries ; From fure prognosticks learn to know the skies , Left you of rheums and coughs at night complain ; Surpriz'd in dreary fogs , or driving rain . When fuffocating mifts obfcure the morn , Let thy worst wig , long us'd to ftorms ...
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... cries resound . If cloath'd in black you tread the bufy town , Or if distinguish'd by the reverend gown , Three trades avoid : oft ' in the mingling prefs The barber's apron foils the fable drefs ; Shun the perfumer's touch with ...
... cries resound . If cloath'd in black you tread the bufy town , Or if distinguish'd by the reverend gown , Three trades avoid : oft ' in the mingling prefs The barber's apron foils the fable drefs ; Shun the perfumer's touch with ...
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... cries the feafons ' change declare , And mark the monthly progrefs of the year . Hark ! how the ftreets with treble voices ring , To fell the bounteous product of the Spring ! Sweet - fmelling flowers , and elder's early bud , With ...
... cries the feafons ' change declare , And mark the monthly progrefs of the year . Hark ! how the ftreets with treble voices ring , To fell the bounteous product of the Spring ! Sweet - fmelling flowers , and elder's early bud , With ...
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