A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley]. [2 other copies of vols. 5,6].1765 |
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... animated buft Back to its manfion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice , provoke the filent dust , Or Flatt'ry footh the dull cold ear of Death ? A 4 Perhaps Perhaps in this neglected fpot is laid Some heart once ( 7 )
... animated buft Back to its manfion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice , provoke the filent dust , Or Flatt'ry footh the dull cold ear of Death ? A 4 Perhaps Perhaps in this neglected fpot is laid Some heart once ( 7 )
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... myself ( fays Plutarch , in his life of Lycurgus ) have seen several of them - endure whipping to death , at the foot of the altar of Diana fur- named Orthia . C 2 XLIV . So XLIV . So faying and foreftalling all reply , His ( 35 )
... myself ( fays Plutarch , in his life of Lycurgus ) have seen several of them - endure whipping to death , at the foot of the altar of Diana fur- named Orthia . C 2 XLIV . So XLIV . So faying and foreftalling all reply , His ( 35 )
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... death shall bear , Blunt the weak fword , and break th ' oppreffive fpear . Where - e'er we turn , by Fancy charm'd , we find Some sweet illufion of the cheated mind . Oft , wild of wing , fhe calls the foul to rove With humbler nature ...
... death shall bear , Blunt the weak fword , and break th ' oppreffive fpear . Where - e'er we turn , by Fancy charm'd , we find Some sweet illufion of the cheated mind . Oft , wild of wing , fhe calls the foul to rove With humbler nature ...
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... death these clofing eyes for ever shade , ( That death thy cruelties have welcome made ) Receive , thou yet lov'd man ! this one adieu , This last farewel to happiness and you . My eyes o'erflow with tears , my trembling hand Can scarce ...
... death these clofing eyes for ever shade , ( That death thy cruelties have welcome made ) Receive , thou yet lov'd man ! this one adieu , This last farewel to happiness and you . My eyes o'erflow with tears , my trembling hand Can scarce ...
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... rage ! No fecond paffion can this heart engage ; And shortly , Pompey , fhall thy Flora prove , Death may diffolve , but nothing change her love . G 3 ARISBE ARISBE to MARIUS Junior . From FONTENELLE . By the ( 101 )
... rage ! No fecond paffion can this heart engage ; And shortly , Pompey , fhall thy Flora prove , Death may diffolve , but nothing change her love . G 3 ARISBE ARISBE to MARIUS Junior . From FONTENELLE . By the ( 101 )
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