The Miscellaneous Works: In Verse and Prose, of the Right Honourable Joseph Addison, Esq; in Three Volumes. With Some Account of the Life and Writings of the Author. By Mr. TickellT. Walker, 1773 |
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... falling tear ? Oft in my filent dreams by night With fuch a look I've seen him fly , Wafted by angels to the sky , And loft in endless tracts of light ; [ Exit King . While I , abandon'd and forlorn , To dark and While 24 ROSAM ON D.
... falling tear ? Oft in my filent dreams by night With fuch a look I've seen him fly , Wafted by angels to the sky , And loft in endless tracts of light ; [ Exit King . While I , abandon'd and forlorn , To dark and While 24 ROSAM ON D.
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... Falling on ber knees Thus proftrate at your feet I fall . Olet me ftill for mercy call ! Accept , great Queen , like injur'd beav'n , The foul that begs to be forgiven ; If in the latest gasp of breath , If in the dreadful pains of ...
... Falling on ber knees Thus proftrate at your feet I fall . Olet me ftill for mercy call ! Accept , great Queen , like injur'd beav'n , The foul that begs to be forgiven ; If in the latest gasp of breath , If in the dreadful pains of ...
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... Falls on the couch . QUEEN . Hear and obferve your Queen's commands . Beneath thofe hills a convent ftands , Where the fam'd ftreams of Ifis ftray ; ' Thither the breathlefs coarfe convey , And bid the cloifter'd maids with care : [ To ...
... Falls on the couch . QUEEN . Hear and obferve your Queen's commands . Beneath thofe hills a convent ftands , Where the fam'd ftreams of Ifis ftray ; ' Thither the breathlefs coarfe convey , And bid the cloifter'd maids with care : [ To ...
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... yawn . Death bas tripp'd up my beels- -I'm gone . [ Staggers and falls . SCENE VIII . QUEEN fola . The conflict of my mind is o'er , And Rosamond shall charm no more , Hence Hence ye fecret damps of care , Fierce difdain , ROSAMON D. 37.
... yawn . Death bas tripp'd up my beels- -I'm gone . [ Staggers and falls . SCENE VIII . QUEEN fola . The conflict of my mind is o'er , And Rosamond shall charm no more , Hence Hence ye fecret damps of care , Fierce difdain , ROSAMON D. 37.
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... fall fucceed ; On fancy'd fields the Gaul fball bleed , Creffy ball fand before his eyes , And Agincourt and Blenheim rise . ANGEL . See , fee , he fmiles amidst his trance , And fhakes a vifionary lance , His brain is fill'd with loud ...
... fall fucceed ; On fancy'd fields the Gaul fball bleed , Creffy ball fand before his eyes , And Agincourt and Blenheim rise . ANGEL . See , fee , he fmiles amidst his trance , And fhakes a vifionary lance , His brain is fill'd with loud ...
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