The Works of the English Poets: Congreve and FentonH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... weep , and mourn , Thy fpringing laurels all to cypress turn ; Wound with thy difmal cries the tender air , And beat thy fnowy breaft , and rend thy yellow hair ; Far hence , in utmoft wilds , thy dwelling chufe , Begone , Thalia ...
... weep , and mourn , Thy fpringing laurels all to cypress turn ; Wound with thy difmal cries the tender air , And beat thy fnowy breaft , and rend thy yellow hair ; Far hence , in utmoft wilds , thy dwelling chufe , Begone , Thalia ...
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... weep , ye crystal floods ; Fade , all ye flowers ; and wither , all ye woods . I mourn Paftora dead ; let Albion mourn , And fable clouds her chalky cliffs adorn . Within a difinal grot , which damps furround , All cold fhe lies upon th ...
... weep , ye crystal floods ; Fade , all ye flowers ; and wither , all ye woods . I mourn Paftora dead ; let Albion mourn , And fable clouds her chalky cliffs adorn . Within a difinal grot , which damps furround , All cold fhe lies upon th ...
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... weeping aromatic gum , And ever - living laurel , fhade her tomb . Thither fet all th ' induftrious bees repair ... weep in dew prepare , THE MOURNING MUSE OF ALEXIS .
... weeping aromatic gum , And ever - living laurel , fhade her tomb . Thither fet all th ' induftrious bees repair ... weep in dew prepare , THE MOURNING MUSE OF ALEXIS .
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... weeping moisture bears . Their wings the feather'd airy people droop , And flocks beneath their dewy fleeces stoop . The rocks are cleft , and new - descending rills Furrow the brows of all th ' impending hills . The water - gods to ...
... weeping moisture bears . Their wings the feather'd airy people droop , And flocks beneath their dewy fleeces stoop . The rocks are cleft , and new - descending rills Furrow the brows of all th ' impending hills . The water - gods to ...
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... weeping eyes . All nature mourns ; the floods and rocks deplore , And cry with me , " Paftora is no more ! " I mourn ... weep , and winds to fighs can turn ; The birds , in fongs , their forrows can disclose , And nymphs and fwains , in ...
... weeping eyes . All nature mourns ; the floods and rocks deplore , And cry with me , " Paftora is no more ! " I mourn ... weep , and winds to fighs can turn ; The birds , in fongs , their forrows can disclose , And nymphs and fwains , in ...
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Amyntas arms beauteous beauty blefs breaſt bright caufe charms cry'd Dæmon dear defire deſpair earth eaſe Epode Ev'n eyes face facred fafe faid fair fame fate fear feas feek feems feen fhade fhall fhining fhould fighs fight fing fire firft firſt fix'd flain flowers flowing tears foft fome fong foon forrow foul fpring freſh ftill ftrains ftreams fuch fudden fung fure fwain fweet goddeſs gods grace grief grove heart heaven himſelf honour huſband Jove laft laſt lefs light lov'd lyre maid moft moſt mourn Mufe muft Muſe muſt ne'er numbers nymph o'er Otreus paffion Phaon Phoebus Pindar plain pleafing pleaſe praiſe Priam Procris purſue rage raiſe reft rife Sappho ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhow ſkies ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtill ſweet taſte tender thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou verfe weeping Whilft whofe whoſe youth
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Страница 82 - Whofe wit is beft, we'll not prefume to tell ; But this we know, our audience will excel: For never was in Rome, nor Athens, feen So fair a circle, and fo bright a Queen. .». Long has the Mufes...
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