Elegant Extracts; Or, Useful and Entertaining Pieces of Poetry: Selected for the Improvement of Youth, in Speaking, Reading, Thinking, Composing; and in the Conduct of Life; Being Similar in Design to Elegant Extracts in Prose, Том 1Vicesimus Knox Charles Dilly, Poultry., 1791 |
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... scene prefented to them into a delightful land , flowing with milk and honey ; where , after having been nourished like the infant from the mo- ther's breaft , they have gradually acquired ftrength enough to relish and digeft the ...
... scene prefented to them into a delightful land , flowing with milk and honey ; where , after having been nourished like the infant from the mo- ther's breaft , they have gradually acquired ftrength enough to relish and digeft the ...
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... after he was known to be Henry VI . Part III . 68 her Son - ib . 162 DESCRIP Julius Cæfar Page 69 72 75 85 101 104 105 --- Addifan 108 Smith 127 SCENES . Page DESCRIPTIONS , DETACHED SIMILIES , & c . Happinefs CONTENTS .
... after he was known to be Henry VI . Part III . 68 her Son - ib . 162 DESCRIP Julius Cæfar Page 69 72 75 85 101 104 105 --- Addifan 108 Smith 127 SCENES . Page DESCRIPTIONS , DETACHED SIMILIES , & c . Happinefs CONTENTS .
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... scene the temple floats , With its reflected towers , Gilds all the furface of the flood , And dances to the fhores . With wonder fee what mighty power Our facred Sion chears , Lo ! there , amidst her ftately walls , Her God , her God ...
... scene the temple floats , With its reflected towers , Gilds all the furface of the flood , And dances to the fhores . With wonder fee what mighty power Our facred Sion chears , Lo ! there , amidst her ftately walls , Her God , her God ...
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... scenes Of complicated wrath : I fce thee clad In all the majefty of darkness there . If , on the ruddy inorning's purple wings Upborne , with indefatigable courfe I feek the glowing borders of the east , Where the bright fun , emergent ...
... scenes Of complicated wrath : I fce thee clad In all the majefty of darkness there . If , on the ruddy inorning's purple wings Upborne , with indefatigable courfe I feek the glowing borders of the east , Where the bright fun , emergent ...
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... scene , he mocks with confcious pride , The volley'd lightning and the furging tide ; And while the watchful elements engage , Foments with horrid fport the tempeft's rage . All these thy watchful providence fupplies , To thee alone ...
... scene , he mocks with confcious pride , The volley'd lightning and the furging tide ; And while the watchful elements engage , Foments with horrid fport the tempeft's rage . All these thy watchful providence fupplies , To thee alone ...
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