The Works of the Most Celebrated Minor Poets: Containing the Works of George Stepney, William Walsh, Thomas Tickell, Never Before Collected and Publish'd Together. Volume the second, Том 2F. Cogan, 1749 - 262 страници |
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... fire , Left it , like bones of Scanderbeg , incite Scythe - men next harveft to renew the fight . Then in comes mayor Eagle , and does gravely alledge , He'll fubfcribe , if he can , for a bundle of fedge : But But the man of Clarehall ...
... fire , Left it , like bones of Scanderbeg , incite Scythe - men next harveft to renew the fight . Then in comes mayor Eagle , and does gravely alledge , He'll fubfcribe , if he can , for a bundle of fedge : But But the man of Clarehall ...
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... fire , Minerva both her portions did infpire , Ufe of the warlike bow , and peaceful lyre . So Cæfar doubly triumph'd when he wrote , Showing like wit , as valour when he fought . If God , as Plato taught , example takes From his own ...
... fire , Minerva both her portions did infpire , Ufe of the warlike bow , and peaceful lyre . So Cæfar doubly triumph'd when he wrote , Showing like wit , as valour when he fought . If God , as Plato taught , example takes From his own ...
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... fire ; Whose each officious and unskilful found Can with fresh torture but enlarge the wound . Cou'd I , with David , curfe the guilty plain , Where one more lov'd than Jonathan was flain ; Or cou'd I flights high as his merits raise ...
... fire ; Whose each officious and unskilful found Can with fresh torture but enlarge the wound . Cou'd I , with David , curfe the guilty plain , Where one more lov'd than Jonathan was flain ; Or cou'd I flights high as his merits raise ...
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... fire . Such ( 35 ) crimes make treafon juft , and might compel I Virginius , Vindex , Galba , to rebel : For drown'd as he was fishing ; and Aulus Plancus , a relation of his mother's , to be kill'd , because she was fond of him . I ...
... fire . Such ( 35 ) crimes make treafon juft , and might compel I Virginius , Vindex , Galba , to rebel : For drown'd as he was fishing ; and Aulus Plancus , a relation of his mother's , to be kill'd , because she was fond of him . I ...
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... fire An enterprise which might indeed become Our enemies , the Gauls , not fons of Rome ,: To recompenfe whofe barbarous intent Pitch'd ( 37 ) fhirts wou'd be too mild a punishment , But ( 38 ) Tully , our wife conful , watch'd the blow ...
... fire An enterprise which might indeed become Our enemies , the Gauls , not fons of Rome ,: To recompenfe whofe barbarous intent Pitch'd ( 37 ) fhirts wou'd be too mild a punishment , But ( 38 ) Tully , our wife conful , watch'd the blow ...
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Æneid againſt Albion ancient arms Atreus beauty becauſe bleft boaſt breaſt call'd Catiline cauſe charms cou'd Eclogue ev'ry eyes facred faid fair fame fate fear fecret felf fhade fhall fhepherds fhine fhou'd fighs fight fince fing firft firſt flain flave flow'rs fmiles foes foft fome fongs foon foul ftand ftate ftill ftrain fubject fuch fure fweet fword Gaul gen'rous GEORGE STEPNEY gods grace heart heav'n himſelf hoft honour Jove juft king laft laſt lefs lov'd lover madam maid moft monarch moſt mufe muft muſt ne'er numbers nymph o'er paffion Paftorals pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe pride purſue rage raiſe reafon reft Retiarius rife Rome ſcene Servius Tullius ſhade ſhall ſhe ſkies ſmile ſtand ſtate ſtill tears thee thefe Theocritus theſe thofe THOMAS TICKELL thoſe thou thought thouſand thro verfe verſe Virgil whofe whoſe wou'd youth
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