Young. Churchill. Lloyd. Falconer. ThomsonSamuel Johnson A. Miller, 1800 |
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... mind distract ; Struck with her grief , I catch the madness too ! My brain turns round , the headless trunk I view ! The roof cracks , shakes and falls ! -New horrors rile , And reason buried in the ruin lies . Nobly difdainful of each ...
... mind distract ; Struck with her grief , I catch the madness too ! My brain turns round , the headless trunk I view ! The roof cracks , shakes and falls ! -New horrors rile , And reason buried in the ruin lies . Nobly difdainful of each ...
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... mind , of folitude impatient grown , Loves any forrows rather than her own . Let flaves to bufinefs , bodies without foul , Important blanks in Nature's mighty roll , Solemnize nonfenfe in the day's broad glare , We NIGHT prefer , which ...
... mind , of folitude impatient grown , Loves any forrows rather than her own . Let flaves to bufinefs , bodies without foul , Important blanks in Nature's mighty roll , Solemnize nonfenfe in the day's broad glare , We NIGHT prefer , which ...
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... mind A brave disease , with love of virtue join'd , Spur thee to deeds of pith , where courage , tried In Reason's court , is amply juftified ; Or fond of knowledge , and averfe to ftrife , Should't thou prefer the calmer walk of life ...
... mind A brave disease , with love of virtue join'd , Spur thee to deeds of pith , where courage , tried In Reason's court , is amply juftified ; Or fond of knowledge , and averfe to ftrife , Should't thou prefer the calmer walk of life ...
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... mind . There fhall fhe fix her sharpeft dart , There fhew thee truly , as thou art , Unknown to those by whom thou'rt priz'd 3 Known to thyself to be defpis'd . The man who weds the facred Mufe , Difdains all mercenary views , And he ...
... mind . There fhall fhe fix her sharpeft dart , There fhew thee truly , as thou art , Unknown to those by whom thou'rt priz'd 3 Known to thyself to be defpis'd . The man who weds the facred Mufe , Difdains all mercenary views , And he ...
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... mind was good- Cou'd he go fafter than he cou'd ? Near to that Tow'r , which , as we're told , The mighty Julius rais'd of old , Where to the block by Juftice led , The rebel Scot hath often bled , Where arms are kept fo clean , so ...
... mind was good- Cou'd he go fafter than he cou'd ? Near to that Tow'r , which , as we're told , The mighty Julius rais'd of old , Where to the block by Juftice led , The rebel Scot hath often bled , Where arms are kept fo clean , so ...
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