The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 26Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... hoftile strand , 80 And thinks the deftin'd fceptre in his hand . Nor fate denies , what firft his wishes name , Proud Barcelona owns his jufter claim , With the first laurel binds his youthful brows , And With 10 ROWE'S POEM S.
... hoftile strand , 80 And thinks the deftin'd fceptre in his hand . Nor fate denies , what firft his wishes name , Proud Barcelona owns his jufter claim , With the first laurel binds his youthful brows , And With 10 ROWE'S POEM S.
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... proud , he threats no more from far , But nearer draws the black impending war ; He views his hoft , then fcorns the rebel town , And dooms to certain death the rival of his crown . Now fame and empire , all the nobler spoils That urge ...
... proud , he threats no more from far , But nearer draws the black impending war ; He views his hoft , then fcorns the rebel town , And dooms to certain death the rival of his crown . Now fame and empire , all the nobler spoils That urge ...
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... proud navy plows its watery way . Nor long they doubted , but with joy descry , Upon the chief's tall top - mafts waving high , The British crofs and Belgic lion fly . Loud with tumultuous clamour , loud they rear Their cries of ecstasy ...
... proud navy plows its watery way . Nor long they doubted , but with joy descry , Upon the chief's tall top - mafts waving high , The British crofs and Belgic lion fly . Loud with tumultuous clamour , loud they rear Their cries of ecstasy ...
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... proud they fate ; Or to be flaves or free alike prepar'd , And trusting heaven was bound to be their guard , Untouch'd with fhame , the noble ftrife beheld , 175 180 Nor once effay'd to ftruggle to the field ; But fought in the cold ...
... proud they fate ; Or to be flaves or free alike prepar'd , And trusting heaven was bound to be their guard , Untouch'd with fhame , the noble ftrife beheld , 175 180 Nor once effay'd to ftruggle to the field ; But fought in the cold ...
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... proud oppreffor to destroy , 260 Then waves her palm , and claps her wings for joy . Such was young Ammon on Arbela's plain , Or fuch the painter did the hero feign , Where rushing on , and fierce , he seems to ride , With graceful ...
... proud oppreffor to destroy , 260 Then waves her palm , and claps her wings for joy . Such was young Ammon on Arbela's plain , Or fuch the painter did the hero feign , Where rushing on , and fierce , he seems to ride , With graceful ...
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Страница 41 - twas a pleasure too great ; I listen'd, and cried when she sung, Was nightingale ever so sweet ! How foolish was I to believe, She could dote on so lowly a clown, Or that her fond heart would not grieve To forsake the fine folk of the town ; To think that a beauty so gay So kind and so constant would prove, Or go clad, like our maidens, in...
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