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Robert Dodsley. Ah ! princess ! with what zeal have I pursu ' d ! . “ Almost forgot
the duty of a prude . “ Thinking I never could attend too soon , “ I ' ve miss ' d my
prayers , to get me dress ' d by noon , “ For thee , ah ! what for thee did I resign ?
Robert Dodsley. Ah ! princess ! with what zeal have I pursu ' d ! . “ Almost forgot
the duty of a prude . “ Thinking I never could attend too soon , “ I ' ve miss ' d my
prayers , to get me dress ' d by noon , “ For thee , ah ! what for thee did I resign ?
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But I hate to be cheated , and never will buy , . Long years of repentance for
moments of joy ; Oh ! was there a man ( but where shall I find Good sense and
good - nature so equally join ' d ? ) . Would value his pleasure , contribute to mine
; Not ...
But I hate to be cheated , and never will buy , . Long years of repentance for
moments of joy ; Oh ! was there a man ( but where shall I find Good sense and
good - nature so equally join ' d ? ) . Would value his pleasure , contribute to mine
; Not ...
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All those dismal looks and fretting Cannot Damon ' s life restore ; Long ago the
worms have eat him , * You can never see him more . III . Once again consult
your toilette , In the glass your face review : So much weeping soon will spoil it ,
And ...
All those dismal looks and fretting Cannot Damon ' s life restore ; Long ago the
worms have eat him , * You can never see him more . III . Once again consult
your toilette , In the glass your face review : So much weeping soon will spoil it ,
And ...
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... access to the poor ; Thy help love ' s confessors implore , And doctors secretly
adore ; To thee I Ay , by thee dilute — Through veins my blood doth quicker shoot
, And by swift current throws off clean Prolific particles of Spleen . I never I never ...
... access to the poor ; Thy help love ' s confessors implore , And doctors secretly
adore ; To thee I Ay , by thee dilute — Through veins my blood doth quicker shoot
, And by swift current throws off clean Prolific particles of Spleen . I never I never ...
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I never am at Meeting seen , Meeting , that region of the Spleen ; The broken
heart , the busy fiend , The inward call , on Spleen depend . Law , licens ' d
breaking of the peace , To which vacation is disease ; A gypsy diction scarce
known well ...
I never am at Meeting seen , Meeting , that region of the Spleen ; The broken
heart , the busy fiend , The inward call , on Spleen depend . Law , licens ' d
breaking of the peace , To which vacation is disease ; A gypsy diction scarce
known well ...
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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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