Roach's Beauties of the Modern Poets of Great Britain: Carefully Selected and Arranged ...J. Roach, 1794 |
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... King ) , His very Minifter who fpied them first ( Some fay his Queen ) was forc'd to fpeak , or burft . And is not ... Kings ; Keep close to Ears , and those let affes prick , ' Tis nothing - P . Nothing , if they bite and kick ? Out ...
... King ) , His very Minifter who fpied them first ( Some fay his Queen ) was forc'd to fpeak , or burft . And is not ... Kings ; Keep close to Ears , and those let affes prick , ' Tis nothing - P . Nothing , if they bite and kick ? Out ...
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... Kings he held a shame , And thought a Lye in verfe or prose the same : That not in Fancy's maze he wander'd long , But floop'd to Truth , and moraliz'd his fong : That not for Fame , but Virtue's better end , He flood the furious foe ...
... Kings he held a shame , And thought a Lye in verfe or prose the same : That not in Fancy's maze he wander'd long , But floop'd to Truth , and moraliz'd his fong : That not for Fame , but Virtue's better end , He flood the furious foe ...
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... Kings fhall know lefs joy than I. O Friend ! may each domestic blifs be thine ! Be no unpleafing Melancholy mine : Me let the tender office long engage , To rock the cradle of repofing Age ; With lenient arts extend a Mother's breath ...
... Kings fhall know lefs joy than I. O Friend ! may each domestic blifs be thine ! Be no unpleafing Melancholy mine : Me let the tender office long engage , To rock the cradle of repofing Age ; With lenient arts extend a Mother's breath ...
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... , In rev'rend Bifhops note fome fmall neglects ; And own the Spaniard did a waggifh thing , Who cropt our ears , and fent them to the King . Vol . VI . 21 . D His His fly , polite , infinuating flyle , Could pleafe [ 37 ]
... , In rev'rend Bifhops note fome fmall neglects ; And own the Spaniard did a waggifh thing , Who cropt our ears , and fent them to the King . Vol . VI . 21 . D His His fly , polite , infinuating flyle , Could pleafe [ 37 ]
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... King ! There , where no paffion , pride , or fhame tranfport , Lull'd with the fweet Nepenthe of a Court . There , where no father's , brother's , friend's difgrace Once break their reft , or tir them from their place : But , But , paft ...
... King ! There , where no paffion , pride , or fhame tranfport , Lull'd with the fweet Nepenthe of a Court . There , where no father's , brother's , friend's difgrace Once break their reft , or tir them from their place : But , But , paft ...
Често срещани думи и фрази
æther bard beft behold beſt blefs bleft blifs bloom breaft defire eafe eaſe ev'ry facred fafe faid fair fame fate fatire fcene fecret feem feem'd feen fenfe fhade fhall fhine fhould figh filent filver fing firft firſt fkies flain fleep flood flow'rs fmile foft folemn fome fong fons fool foreft forrow foul fpring frike ftill ftrains ftream fuch fure fweet fwelling grace groves heart Heaven himſelf infpire JAMES THOMSON juft labour laft lefs loft lov'd mind moft moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt ne'er night numbers o'er paffion peace Philomelus pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pour'd pow'r praife praiſe pride profe reft rhyme rife ſweet tender Theatre Royal thee thefe theſe thine thofe THOMAS PARNELL thoſe thou thought thouſand thro toil verfe vext virtue whilft whofe Whoſe wife wretch youth
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