The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 39Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... reason is weigh'd down by popular air , Who , by that , vainly talks of baffling death ; And hopes to lengthen life by a transfusion of breath , Which yet whoe'er examines right will find To be an art as vain as bottling up of wind ...
... reason is weigh'd down by popular air , Who , by that , vainly talks of baffling death ; And hopes to lengthen life by a transfusion of breath , Which yet whoe'er examines right will find To be an art as vain as bottling up of wind ...
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... reasons , I was Not - in - game . Now my new benefactors have brought me about , And I'll vote against Peace , with Spain , or without : Though the Court gives my nephews , and brothers , and coufins , And all my whole family , places ...
... reasons , I was Not - in - game . Now my new benefactors have brought me about , And I'll vote against Peace , with Spain , or without : Though the Court gives my nephews , and brothers , and coufins , And all my whole family , places ...
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... reason they complain , This infant fhall reftore my reign . I'll fearch where every virtue dwells , From courts inclufive down to cells : What preachers talk , or fages write ; These I will gather and unite , And reprefent them to ...
... reason they complain , This infant fhall reftore my reign . I'll fearch where every virtue dwells , From courts inclufive down to cells : What preachers talk , or fages write ; These I will gather and unite , And reprefent them to ...
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... reason was her guide in love . She thought he had himself describ'd , His doctrines when the firft imbib'd : What he had planted , now was grown ;. His virtues the might call her own ; 655 660 665 670 675 680 As As he approves , as he ...
... reason was her guide in love . She thought he had himself describ'd , His doctrines when the firft imbib'd : What he had planted , now was grown ;. His virtues the might call her own ; 655 660 665 670 675 680 As As he approves , as he ...
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... reasons last , and then Decreed the cause against the men . But , in a weighty cafe like this , To fhew she did not judge amifs , Which evil tongues might elfe report , She made a fpeech in open court ; Wherein the grievously complains ...
... reasons last , and then Decreed the cause against the men . But , in a weighty cafe like this , To fhew she did not judge amifs , Which evil tongues might elfe report , She made a fpeech in open court ; Wherein the grievously complains ...
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