Elegant Extracts, Томове 3–4Vicesimus Knox 1809 |
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... sound himself had made . Next Anger rush'd , his eyes on fire , In lightnings own'd his secret strings , In one rude clash he struck the lyre , And swept with hurried hands the strings . With woeful measures wan Despair , Low sullen sounds ...
... sound himself had made . Next Anger rush'd , his eyes on fire , In lightnings own'd his secret strings , In one rude clash he struck the lyre , And swept with hurried hands the strings . With woeful measures wan Despair , Low sullen sounds ...
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... sound : Though ' t cost the nation scarce a groat , Thy conquests will surround . What's Honor ? NOT to be captious , not unjustly fight ; ' Tis to confess what's wrong , and do what's right . A fair Ground for Pride . JACK his own ...
... sound : Though ' t cost the nation scarce a groat , Thy conquests will surround . What's Honor ? NOT to be captious , not unjustly fight ; ' Tis to confess what's wrong , and do what's right . A fair Ground for Pride . JACK his own ...
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... sound of the church - going bell These valleys and rocks never heard , Ne'er sigh'd at the sound of a knell , Or smil'd when a sabbath appear'd . Ye winds that have made me your sport , Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial ...
... sound of the church - going bell These valleys and rocks never heard , Ne'er sigh'd at the sound of a knell , Or smil'd when a sabbath appear'd . Ye winds that have made me your sport , Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial ...
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