The Poetical Works of John Dryden, Том 3Henry G. Bohn, 1853 - 524 страници |
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... fortune made him so : And wars , like mists that rise against the sun , Made him but greater seem , not greater grow . No borrow'd bays his temples did adorn , But to our crown he did fresh jewels bring ; Nor was his virtue poison'd ...
... fortune made him so : And wars , like mists that rise against the sun , Made him but greater seem , not greater grow . No borrow'd bays his temples did adorn , But to our crown he did fresh jewels bring ; Nor was his virtue poison'd ...
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... fortune to dispose : So should we make our death a glad relief From future shame , from sickness , and from grief : Enjoying while we live the present hour , And dying in our excellence and flower . Then round our death - bed every ...
... fortune to dispose : So should we make our death a glad relief From future shame , from sickness , and from grief : Enjoying while we live the present hour , And dying in our excellence and flower . Then round our death - bed every ...
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... fortune amply bless'd . Lysimachus , who ruled the Rhodian state , Was then by choice their annual magistrate : He loved Cassandra too with equal fire , But fortune had not favour'd his desire ; Cross'd by her friends , by her not ...
... fortune amply bless'd . Lysimachus , who ruled the Rhodian state , Was then by choice their annual magistrate : He loved Cassandra too with equal fire , But fortune had not favour'd his desire ; Cross'd by her friends , by her not ...
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Upon the Death of Lord Hastings | 1 |
To Charles the Second | 16 |
Satire on the Dutch | 23 |
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