The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, by Samuel Johnson, Том 28John Nichols, 1790 |
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... Behold this poor libation with a smile , And let aufpicious light break through the pile . + He fpoke ; and on the pyramid he laid 115 Bay - leaves and vipers - hearts , and thus he faid : As these confume in this mysterious fire , 120 ...
... Behold this poor libation with a smile , And let aufpicious light break through the pile . + He fpoke ; and on the pyramid he laid 115 Bay - leaves and vipers - hearts , and thus he faid : As these confume in this mysterious fire , 120 ...
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... behold the tender dawn of light ; But , when with riper red fhe warms the skies , In circling throngs the wing'd Musicians rise , And the gay groves rejoice in fymphonies . Each pearly flower with painted Beauty fhines ; And every star ...
... behold the tender dawn of light ; But , when with riper red fhe warms the skies , In circling throngs the wing'd Musicians rise , And the gay groves rejoice in fymphonies . Each pearly flower with painted Beauty fhines ; And every star ...
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... Behold , their looks , their fouls declare , All pale with guilt , and dumb with deep despair . Hear then , you fons of blood , your deftin'd fate , Hear , ere you fin too soon - repent too late . Madly you try to weaken George's reign ...
... Behold , their looks , their fouls declare , All pale with guilt , and dumb with deep despair . Hear then , you fons of blood , your deftin'd fate , Hear , ere you fin too soon - repent too late . Madly you try to weaken George's reign ...
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... Behold this fcene of beauty , and confefs The wonder greater , and the fiction lefs . Like human victims here we ftand decreed To worship those bright altars where we bleed . Who braves his fate in fields , must tremble here ...
... Behold this fcene of beauty , and confefs The wonder greater , and the fiction lefs . Like human victims here we ftand decreed To worship those bright altars where we bleed . Who braves his fate in fields , must tremble here ...
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... from the realms of night , And gave me to behold the fields of light ; To feel the breezes of congenial air , And nature's bleft benevolence to fhare . THE STORY OF THE SIBYL . I am no deity K 2 OVID'S METAMORPHOSES . Book XIV . 131.
... from the realms of night , And gave me to behold the fields of light ; To feel the breezes of congenial air , And nature's bleft benevolence to fhare . THE STORY OF THE SIBYL . I am no deity K 2 OVID'S METAMORPHOSES . Book XIV . 131.
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