The Works of the English Poets: Congreve and FentonH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... appears , In thy pale lips , thick fighs , and gushing tears , Such tender forrow in thy heart I read , As fhall fupply all skill , if not exceed . Then leave this common form of dumb diftrefs , Each vulgar grief can fighs and tears ...
... appears , In thy pale lips , thick fighs , and gushing tears , Such tender forrow in thy heart I read , As fhall fupply all skill , if not exceed . Then leave this common form of dumb diftrefs , Each vulgar grief can fighs and tears ...
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... appears The queen of love , all bath'd in flowing tears ; See how the wrings her hands , and beats her breaft , And tears her ufelefs girdle from her waift : Hear the fad murmers of her fighing doves , For grief they figh , forgetful of ...
... appears The queen of love , all bath'd in flowing tears ; See how the wrings her hands , and beats her breaft , And tears her ufelefs girdle from her waift : Hear the fad murmers of her fighing doves , For grief they figh , forgetful of ...
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... appear ; But British forces are unus'd to fear : Though thus oppos'd , they might , if William where not there . VI . But hark , the voice of war ! behold the storm begin ! The trumpet's clangor speaks in loud alarms , Mingling fhrill ...
... appear ; But British forces are unus'd to fear : Though thus oppos'd , they might , if William where not there . VI . But hark , the voice of war ! behold the storm begin ! The trumpet's clangor speaks in loud alarms , Mingling fhrill ...
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... appears . The rofe and lily paint the verdant plains , And palm and olive shade the sylvan scenes . The peaceful Thames beneath his banks abides , And foft , and ftill , the filver furface glides . The Zephyrs fan the fields , the ...
... appears . The rofe and lily paint the verdant plains , And palm and olive shade the sylvan scenes . The peaceful Thames beneath his banks abides , And foft , and ftill , the filver furface glides . The Zephyrs fan the fields , the ...
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... appears . Th ' affembled gods , who long expecting ftaid , With new delight gaze on the lovely maid , And think the wifh'd - for world was well delay'd . Nor did the fire himself his joy difguife , But ftedfaft view'd , and fix'd , and ...
... appears . Th ' affembled gods , who long expecting ftaid , With new delight gaze on the lovely maid , And think the wifh'd - for world was well delay'd . Nor did the fire himself his joy difguife , But ftedfaft view'd , and fix'd , and ...
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Страница 67 - So now, whatever praife from us is due, Belongs not to old Perfius, but the new. For ftill obfcure, to us no light he gives ; Dead in himfelf, in you alone he lives. So ftubborn flints their inward heat conceal, Till art and force th...
Страница 231 - Again he beats.—It curls again ! At length he bellow'd in a rage, ' This hair will take me up an age.
Страница 71 - Devote thyfelf to Thrift, not Luxury •; And wifely make that kind of Food thy Choice, To which Neceffity confines thy Price. Well may they fear fome miferable End, Whom Gluttony and Want, at once attend; Whofe large voracious Throats have fwallow'd All, Both Land and Stock, Int'reft and Principal: Well may they fear, at length, vile (9) Pollio's Fate, Who fold his very Ring to purchafe Meat; And tho' a Knight, 'mongft common Slaves now ftands, Begging an Alms, with undiftinguifht Hands.
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