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Women are always ready to receive ; ' Tis then a favour when the fex will give . A
lady ( but she is too great to name ) Beauteous in person , spotless in her fame ,
With gentle strugglings let me force this ring ; Another day may give another ...
Women are always ready to receive ; ' Tis then a favour when the fex will give . A
lady ( but she is too great to name ) Beauteous in person , spotless in her fame ,
With gentle strugglings let me force this ring ; Another day may give another ...
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Fond Jove , like men , the better to fucceed , Took any oath ; then bade the girl
proceed , In human guise , great Jove , leave off to rove , Deceiving woman - kind
, and pilf ' ring love : What are those joys , which as a man you give , To what a ...
Fond Jove , like men , the better to fucceed , Took any oath ; then bade the girl
proceed , In human guise , great Jove , leave off to rove , Deceiving woman - kind
, and pilf ' ring love : What are those joys , which as a man you give , To what a ...
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In Walpole ' s voice ( if factions ill intend ) Give the two universities a friend ; Give
Maidstone wit , and elegance refin ' d ; To both the Pelhams give the Scipio ' s
mind ; To Cart ' ret learning , eloquence , and parts ; To George the second , give
...
In Walpole ' s voice ( if factions ill intend ) Give the two universities a friend ; Give
Maidstone wit , and elegance refin ' d ; To both the Pelhams give the Scipio ' s
mind ; To Cart ' ret learning , eloquence , and parts ; To George the second , give
...
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Pigs heads with hair on , much my fancy please , I love young colly - flow ' rs if
stew ' d in cheese , And give ten guineas for a pint of peas . . No tattling servants
to my table come , My grace is silence , and my waiter dumb . Queer country -
puts ...
Pigs heads with hair on , much my fancy please , I love young colly - flow ' rs if
stew ' d in cheese , And give ten guineas for a pint of peas . . No tattling servants
to my table come , My grace is silence , and my waiter dumb . Queer country -
puts ...
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To boon companions I my time would give , With players , pimps , and parasites I '
d live . . I would with jockeys from Newmarket dine , And to rough - riders give my
choiceft wine ; I would caress some stableman of note , And imitate his ...
To boon companions I my time would give , With players , pimps , and parasites I '
d live . . I would with jockeys from Newmarket dine , And to rough - riders give my
choiceft wine ; I would caress some stableman of note , And imitate his ...
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| Заглавие | A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes, Robert Dodsley Том 1 от A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands, Robert Dodsley |
| Редактор | Robert Dodsley |
| Издание | ново |
| Издател | J. Hughs, 1765 |
| Оригиналът е от | Мичиганският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 6 май 2008 |
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