Poetical Works: To which is Prefixed an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author, Том 2T. Evans, 1774 |
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... arms about , That all may find ALPHONSO Out . Oft have I heard it faid by thofe , Who most shou'd blush to be her foes , That rhyme's impertinent vexation , Shackles the brave imagination , Which longs with eager zeal to try Her ...
... arms about , That all may find ALPHONSO Out . Oft have I heard it faid by thofe , Who most shou'd blush to be her foes , That rhyme's impertinent vexation , Shackles the brave imagination , Which longs with eager zeal to try Her ...
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... aching head , and throbbing pains . My head and arm his pofture hit , And I already ache for wit . If CHURCHILL , following nature's call , Has head that never aches at all , With burning brow , and heavy eye , I'll give.
... aching head , and throbbing pains . My head and arm his pofture hit , And I already ache for wit . If CHURCHILL , following nature's call , Has head that never aches at all , With burning brow , and heavy eye , I'll give.
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... arms ; The trumpets echoed all around , The Captain slept exceeding found , Tho ' crowds of undistinguish'd fize Affail'd his body , legs and thighs , While clouds of arrows flew apace , And fell like feathers on his face . THE WH I M ...
... arms ; The trumpets echoed all around , The Captain slept exceeding found , Tho ' crowds of undistinguish'd fize Affail'd his body , legs and thighs , While clouds of arrows flew apace , And fell like feathers on his face . THE WH I M ...
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... arm lolls dangling o'er another , A leg lies couchant on its brother . To make her look fupremely wife , At least like wisdom in disguise , The weed , which first by Raleigh brought , Gives thinking looks inftead of thought , She smokes ...
... arm lolls dangling o'er another , A leg lies couchant on its brother . To make her look fupremely wife , At least like wisdom in disguise , The weed , which first by Raleigh brought , Gives thinking looks inftead of thought , She smokes ...
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... arms . She to thy bed , in days of yore , The sweetly warbling Shakespeare b Whom every mufe endow'd with every fk And dipt him in that facred rill , Whofe filver ftreams flow mufical along , Where Phoebus ' hallow'd mount resounds tur ...
... arms . She to thy bed , in days of yore , The sweetly warbling Shakespeare b Whom every mufe endow'd with every fk And dipt him in that facred rill , Whofe filver ftreams flow mufical along , Where Phoebus ' hallow'd mount resounds tur ...
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