The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 39Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... poor , And fling our fcraps before our door ! Thrice happy you have ' fcap'd this general pest ; Those mighty epithets , learn'd , good , and great , Which we ne'er join'd before , but in romances meet , We find in you at last united ...
... poor , And fling our fcraps before our door ! Thrice happy you have ' fcap'd this general pest ; Those mighty epithets , learn'd , good , and great , Which we ne'er join'd before , but in romances meet , We find in you at last united ...
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... poor engines move The thoughts of monarchs , and defigns of states ! What petty motives rule their fates ! How the mouse makes the mighty mountain shake ! The mighty mountain labours with its birth , Away the frighten'd peasants fly ...
... poor engines move The thoughts of monarchs , and defigns of states ! What petty motives rule their fates ! How the mouse makes the mighty mountain shake ! The mighty mountain labours with its birth , Away the frighten'd peasants fly ...
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... Poor we ! cadets of Heaven , not worth her care , Take up at beft with lumber and the leavings of a fare : Some the binds ' prentice to the fpade , Some to the drudgery of a trade , B 4 Some Some she does to Egyptian bondage draw , Bids ...
... Poor we ! cadets of Heaven , not worth her care , Take up at beft with lumber and the leavings of a fare : Some the binds ' prentice to the fpade , Some to the drudgery of a trade , B 4 Some Some she does to Egyptian bondage draw , Bids ...
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... , Juftling fome thousand years till ripen'd by the fun ; They ' re now , just now , as naturally born , As from the womb of earth a field of corn . VI . But VI . But as for poor contented me , Who ODE TO THE ATHENIAN SOCIETY . 13.
... , Juftling fome thousand years till ripen'd by the fun ; They ' re now , just now , as naturally born , As from the womb of earth a field of corn . VI . But VI . But as for poor contented me , Who ODE TO THE ATHENIAN SOCIETY . 13.
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With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical Samuel Johnson. VI . But as for poor contented me , Who must my weakness and my ignorance confefs , That I believe in much I ne'er can hope to fee ; Methinks I'm fatisfy'd to guess , That this new ...
With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical Samuel Johnson. VI . But as for poor contented me , Who must my weakness and my ignorance confefs , That I believe in much I ne'er can hope to fee ; Methinks I'm fatisfy'd to guess , That this new ...
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