The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 45Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... Muse ! that with celeftial flame , And high feraphic numbers , durft attempt To gain thy native kies . No common theme Merits thy thought , felf - conscious of a foul Superior , though on earth detain'd a - while ; Like fome propitious ...
... Muse ! that with celeftial flame , And high feraphic numbers , durft attempt To gain thy native kies . No common theme Merits thy thought , felf - conscious of a foul Superior , though on earth detain'd a - while ; Like fome propitious ...
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... Muse , whom Wisdom guides In her own path to her own heavenly feat ; Through all the ftorms his foul fecurely glides , Nor can the tempefts , nor the tides , That rise and roar around , fupplant his steady feet . Earth , you may let ...
... Muse , whom Wisdom guides In her own path to her own heavenly feat ; Through all the ftorms his foul fecurely glides , Nor can the tempefts , nor the tides , That rise and roar around , fupplant his steady feet . Earth , you may let ...
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... Muse afcends her heavenly carr , And climbs the steepy path and means the throne divine . Then the leaves my fluttering mind Clogg'd with clay , and unrefin'd , Lengths of distance far behind : Virtue lags with heavy wheel ; Faith has ...
... Muse afcends her heavenly carr , And climbs the steepy path and means the throne divine . Then the leaves my fluttering mind Clogg'd with clay , and unrefin'd , Lengths of distance far behind : Virtue lags with heavy wheel ; Faith has ...
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... Muse behind , [ wind . A thousand loose Pindaric plumes fly fcattering down the Amongst the clouds I lofe my breath , The rapture grows too strong : The feeble powers that nature gave Faint and drop downward to the grave ; Receive their ...
... Muse behind , [ wind . A thousand loose Pindaric plumes fly fcattering down the Amongst the clouds I lofe my breath , The rapture grows too strong : The feeble powers that nature gave Faint and drop downward to the grave ; Receive their ...
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... her for- mer prefages ; and while fhe does the world this justice , the does herfelf the honour of a voluntary retractation . I. W. Auguft 1. 1721 . PALI M 4 PALINO DI A. BR RITONS , forgive the forward Muse LYRIC POEMS , Book II . 167.
... her for- mer prefages ; and while fhe does the world this justice , the does herfelf the honour of a voluntary retractation . I. W. Auguft 1. 1721 . PALI M 4 PALINO DI A. BR RITONS , forgive the forward Muse LYRIC POEMS , Book II . 167.
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