Beispielsammlung zur Theorie und Literatur der Schönen Wissenschaften: Bd. Lyrische Gedichte. HeldengedichteFriedrich Nicolai, 1790 |
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... chofe , Till up in arms my paffions rofe , And caft away her yoke . Mary then and gentle Ann Both to reign at once began , Alternately they fway'd ; And And fometimes Mary was the fair , And fometimes Ann 58 Lyrische Gedichte . Cowley.
... chofe , Till up in arms my paffions rofe , And caft away her yoke . Mary then and gentle Ann Both to reign at once began , Alternately they fway'd ; And And fometimes Mary was the fair , And fometimes Ann 58 Lyrische Gedichte . Cowley.
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... Arm'd with a refiftless flame , And th ' artillery of her eye , Whilft fhe proudly march'd about , Greater conquefts to find out , She beat out Sufan by the bye . But in her place I then obey'd Black - ey'd Befs , her Viceroy - Maid ...
... Arm'd with a refiftless flame , And th ' artillery of her eye , Whilft fhe proudly march'd about , Greater conquefts to find out , She beat out Sufan by the bye . But in her place I then obey'd Black - ey'd Befs , her Viceroy - Maid ...
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... arms , Feeding thy fancy on her charms , Thou doft not love ; for love is nourish'd fo . If any hopes thy bofom fhare But thofe which love has planted there , Or any cares but his thy breaft enthrall , Thou never yet his power haft ...
... arms , Feeding thy fancy on her charms , Thou doft not love ; for love is nourish'd fo . If any hopes thy bofom fhare But thofe which love has planted there , Or any cares but his thy breaft enthrall , Thou never yet his power haft ...
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... arms And infant charms To earth enchain my anxious foul ! ! Flow faft , my tears ! - by you reliev'd I vent my anguifh thus unknown ; But ceafe , e're ye can be perceiv'd By this dear child to pity prone , Whofe Whofe tender heart Would ...
... arms And infant charms To earth enchain my anxious foul ! ! Flow faft , my tears ! - by you reliev'd I vent my anguifh thus unknown ; But ceafe , e're ye can be perceiv'd By this dear child to pity prone , Whofe Whofe tender heart Would ...
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... Arm im Klauben : O Wunder ! plößlich sind die Trauben Gepurpurt , wie der Hals der Tauben . Der Vergnüg same . Seit mich die Huld des Geschickes Mit weiser Einfalt versehn , Ließ ich die Kugel des Glückes , So , wie sie rollete , gehn ...
... Arm im Klauben : O Wunder ! plößlich sind die Trauben Gepurpurt , wie der Hals der Tauben . Der Vergnüg same . Seit mich die Huld des Geschickes Mit weiser Einfalt versehn , Ließ ich die Kugel des Glückes , So , wie sie rollete , gehn ...
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