The works of the poets of Great Britain and Ireland. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 71804 |
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... rage Of angry war fhall beat . XV . And grieve not if the fons of Strife . Attempt to cloud thy fpotlefs life , And shade its brighteft fcenes ; Wretches , by kindness unfubdu'd , Who fee , who fhare the common good , Yet cavil at the ...
... rage Of angry war fhall beat . XV . And grieve not if the fons of Strife . Attempt to cloud thy fpotlefs life , And shade its brighteft fcenes ; Wretches , by kindness unfubdu'd , Who fee , who fhare the common good , Yet cavil at the ...
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... rage , he cry'd ) The gentle virtue of a bride ? That , leagu'd with man's destroying race , She fets her husband for the chace ? By treach'ry prompts the noisy hound To fcent his footsteps on the ground ? Thou trait'refs vile ! for ...
... rage , he cry'd ) The gentle virtue of a bride ? That , leagu'd with man's destroying race , She fets her husband for the chace ? By treach'ry prompts the noisy hound To fcent his footsteps on the ground ? Thou trait'refs vile ! for ...
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... rage , And burns with ardour to inherit The gifts , and workings of the spirit . If learning crack her giddy brains , No remedy , but death , remains . Sum up the various ills of life , And all are sweet , to such a wife . At home ...
... rage , And burns with ardour to inherit The gifts , and workings of the spirit . If learning crack her giddy brains , No remedy , but death , remains . Sum up the various ills of life , And all are sweet , to such a wife . At home ...
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... rage the bids controul , And finks fercnely on the foul ; Softens Deucalion's flinty race , And tunes the warring world to peace . Thus arm'd to all that's light , and vain , And freed from thy fantastic chain , She fills the sphere ...
... rage the bids controul , And finks fercnely on the foul ; Softens Deucalion's flinty race , And tunes the warring world to peace . Thus arm'd to all that's light , and vain , And freed from thy fantastic chain , She fills the sphere ...
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... the image be impreft ! For love , like arm'd death , is strong , Rudely he drags his flaves along : If once to jealousy he turns , With never - dying rage he burns . F 2 DUET . Thou foft invader of the foul ! O MOORE'S 35 POEMS .
... the image be impreft ! For love , like arm'd death , is strong , Rudely he drags his flaves along : If once to jealousy he turns , With never - dying rage he burns . F 2 DUET . Thou foft invader of the foul ! O MOORE'S 35 POEMS .
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Amyntor beauty behold beneath bleft blifs bloom bofom breaft charms defire diftant DIONE ECLOGUE erft ev'n eyes FABLE facred fafe faid fair fame fate fcene fcorn fecret feek feen fenfe fhade fhall fhepherd fhine fhore fhould fide figh fing fire firft fkies flain flame fleep fmile foft fome fong fons foon forrow foul fpread fpring ftill ftream fuch fure fwain fweet fwell grace grove guife hand heart heaven honour hour juft laft lefs loft lov'd LYCIDAS lyre maid mind Mufe muft muſt ne'er numbers nymph o'er paffion pain PARTHENIA plain pleafing pleaſe pleaſure praife praiſe pride rage reafon reft rife rofe round ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſky ſtate ſweet tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou toil tongue train Twas vale vex'd virtue whofe whoſe youth
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