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... Are Say , does your breast no bias hide , Whose influence draws the mind afide ? All have their hobby - horse , you see , From Triftram down to you and me . C Ambition , Ambition , splendour , may be thine ; Eafe , [ 9 ]
... Are Say , does your breast no bias hide , Whose influence draws the mind afide ? All have their hobby - horse , you see , From Triftram down to you and me . C Ambition , Ambition , splendour , may be thine ; Eafe , [ 9 ]
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Robert Lloyd. Ambition , splendour , may be thine ; Eafe , indolence , perhaps , are mine . Though prudence , and our nature's pride May wish our weaknesses to hide , And fet their hedges up before ' em , Some sprouts will branch , and ...
Robert Lloyd. Ambition , splendour , may be thine ; Eafe , indolence , perhaps , are mine . Though prudence , and our nature's pride May wish our weaknesses to hide , And fet their hedges up before ' em , Some sprouts will branch , and ...
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... thine ifle obey . What though no flocks , nor herds , nor juicy vine , Nor plants of thousand natures fhall be thine , Swift to the temple of the Bowyer - king * , Oblations rich shall ev'ry nation bring ; For ever from thy altars shall ...
... thine ifle obey . What though no flocks , nor herds , nor juicy vine , Nor plants of thousand natures fhall be thine , Swift to the temple of the Bowyer - king * , Oblations rich shall ev'ry nation bring ; For ever from thy altars shall ...
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... thine to lead , with more than magic skill , The train of captive paffions at thy will ; To bid the bursting tear spontaneous flow In the sweet sense of sympathetic woe : Through ev'ry vein I feel a chilness creep , When horrors fuch as ...
... thine to lead , with more than magic skill , The train of captive paffions at thy will ; To bid the bursting tear spontaneous flow In the sweet sense of sympathetic woe : Through ev'ry vein I feel a chilness creep , When horrors fuch as ...
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... thine , Who know that happy balfam mine . In youth , from nature's genuine heat , The fouls congenial spring to meet , And emulation's infant ftrife , Cements the man in future life ! Oft Oft too the mind well - pleas'd furveys Its ...
... thine , Who know that happy balfam mine . In youth , from nature's genuine heat , The fouls congenial spring to meet , And emulation's infant ftrife , Cements the man in future life ! Oft Oft too the mind well - pleas'd furveys Its ...
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