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" ON A GIRDLE THAT which her slender waist confined Shall now my joyful temples bind : No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. "
Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed, an Historical ... - Страница 195
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John Mapletoft - 1707 - 308 страници
...calls her a Wh«re, and fhe can't fay he lies. VIII. The Girdle. THAT which her flender Waift confin'd, Shall now my joyful Temples bind ; No Monarch but...Crown, His Arms might do what this has done., It was my HeavVs extremeft Sphere, The Pale which held my lovely Deer ; My Joy, my Grief, my Hope, my Love, Did...

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Edward Bysshe - 1710 - 620 страници
...Days' of Nature, Are burnt and purg'd away. Shak. Haml. GIRDLE. Th»t which her (lender Wafie confin'd, Shall now my joyful Temples bind. No Monarch but would give his Crown, His Arms might do as this has done. My Joy, my Grief, my Hope, my Love, Did all within this Circle move. A narrow Compafs!...

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Edmund Waller - 1722 - 364 страници
...a GIRDLE. which her {lender Wafte confin'd, Shall now my joyful Temples bindi No Monarch but weu'd give his Crown, His Arms might do what this has done. It was my Heav'ns extreameft Sphere, The Pale which held that Lovely Deer; My Joy, my Grie£ my Hope, my Love,...

The Works of Edmund Waller, Esq: In Verse and Prose

Edmund Waller - 1744 - 496 страници
...new-fall'n fnow. 70 POEMS upon fever al Occafions. On a GIRDLE. THAT, which her flender waifl confin'd,' Shall now my joyful temples bind: No monarch but would...crown, His arms might do what this has done. It was my heav'ns extremeft fphere, The pale which held that lovely deer : My joy, my grief, my hope, my love,...

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Eliza Fowler Haywood - 1751 - 308 страници
...round his head, repeating thefe lines of mr. Waller's: ** That which her flender waift: confin'd " Shall now my joyful temples bind ; " No monarch but...crown, " His arms might do what this has " done." i ' " G> ' fie upon it," faid mifs Betfy, laughing, and fnatching it from his head, " this poetry is...

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Edmund Waller - 1768 - 366 страници
...throw A dart as white, a ball of new-fall'n fnow. On a GIRDLE. THAT which her flender waift confin'd, Shall now my joyful temples bind : No monarch but would give his crown, His arn:s might do what this has done. It was my heav'ns extremeft fphere, The pale which held that lovely...

Poems for Young Ladies: In Three Parts : Devotional, Moral, and Entertaining ...

1770 - 268 страници
...' *| ^ HAT which her flender waift confm'd, •"• Shall now my joyful temples bind : No rtforwrch but would give his crown, His arms might do what this has done. It was my heav'n's extremeft fphere, i The,pale which held that lovely deeri -My joy, my grief, my hope, my love....

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Edmund Waller, Percival Stockdale - 1772 - 330 страници
...throw A dart as white, a ball of new-fall'n fnow. On 'a GIRDLE. THAT which her flender waift confin'd, Shall now my joyful temples bind : No monarch but...crown, His arms might do what this has done. It was my heav'ns extremeft fphere, The pale which held that lovely deer : My joy, my grief, my hope, my love,...

The Works of the English Poets, Том 8

Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 348 страници
...throw A dart as white, a ball of new-fall'n fnow. ON A GIRDLE. THAT which her flender waift confin'd, Shall now my joyful temples bind : No monarch but...arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremeft fphere, The pale which held that lovely deer : My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all...

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Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 276 страници
...would give his crown, His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremeft fphere, ^ The pale which held that lovely deer : My joy, my...my love, Did all within this circle move ! A narrow compafs ! and yet there Dwelt all that 's good, and all that 's fair: Give me but what this riband...




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