The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes. Illustrated with Notes, Historical, Critical, and Explanatory, and a Life of the Author, Том 11William Miller, 1808 |
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... young Gentleman , Upon young Mr Rogers of Gloucestershire , On the Death of Mr Purcell , Epitaph on the Lady Whitmore , Mrs Margaret Paston , PAGE . 105 115 .... 117 121 139 142 · • 144 .. 145 150 151 the Monument of the Marquis of Win ...
... young Gentleman , Upon young Mr Rogers of Gloucestershire , On the Death of Mr Purcell , Epitaph on the Lady Whitmore , Mrs Margaret Paston , PAGE . 105 115 .... 117 121 139 142 · • 144 .. 145 150 151 the Monument of the Marquis of Win ...
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... Young eaglet , who thy nest thus soon forsook , So lofty and divine a course hast took , As all admire , before the down begin To peep , as yet , upon thy smoother chin ; And , making heaven thy aim . hast had the grace To look the sun ...
... Young eaglet , who thy nest thus soon forsook , So lofty and divine a course hast took , As all admire , before the down begin To peep , as yet , upon thy smoother chin ; And , making heaven thy aim . hast had the grace To look the sun ...
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... young , And few admired the native red and white , Till poets dressed them up to charm the sight ; So beauty took on trust , and did engage For sums of praises till she came to age . But this long - growing debt to poetry , You justly ...
... young , And few admired the native red and white , Till poets dressed them up to charm the sight ; So beauty took on trust , and did engage For sums of praises till she came to age . But this long - growing debt to poetry , You justly ...
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... young in love affairs of state ; And both to wives and husbands show The vigour of a plenipo . Like mighty missioner you come Ad Partes Infidelium . A work of wonderous merit sure , So far to go , so much t'endure ; The map does not ...
... young in love affairs of state ; And both to wives and husbands show The vigour of a plenipo . Like mighty missioner you come Ad Partes Infidelium . A work of wonderous merit sure , So far to go , so much t'endure ; The map does not ...
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... young fellow , who , without any of these foreign helps , has fire enough in his veins to enable him to do justice to Cælia whenever she demands a tribute from him . In a middle - aged man , I consider the bottle only as subservient to ...
... young fellow , who , without any of these foreign helps , has fire enough in his veins to enable him to do justice to Cælia whenever she demands a tribute from him . In a middle - aged man , I consider the bottle only as subservient to ...
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Страница 186 - On the bare earth exposed he lies, With not a friend to close his eyes. With downcast looks the joyless victor sate, Revolving in his altered soul The various turns of Chance below ; And, now and then, a sigh he stole, And tears began to flow.