The Works of the English Poets: YoungH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... whose throne Arch - angels proftrate fall ; If at thy nod , from difcord , and from night , Sprang beauty , and yon fparkling worlds of light , Exalt e'en me ; all inward tumults quell ; The clouds and darkness of my mind dispel ; To my ...
... whose throne Arch - angels proftrate fall ; If at thy nod , from difcord , and from night , Sprang beauty , and yon fparkling worlds of light , Exalt e'en me ; all inward tumults quell ; The clouds and darkness of my mind dispel ; To my ...
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... Whose breath can turn thofe watery worlds to flame , " That flame to tempeft , and that tempeft tame ; " Earth's meaneft fon , all trembling , proftrate falls , " And on the boundless of thy goodness calls . " Oh ! give the winds all ...
... Whose breath can turn thofe watery worlds to flame , " That flame to tempeft , and that tempeft tame ; " Earth's meaneft fon , all trembling , proftrate falls , " And on the boundless of thy goodness calls . " Oh ! give the winds all ...
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... Whose radiant eyes the vanquish'd world command , 10 Virtue is Beauty : But when charms of mind With elegance of outward form are join'd ; When youth makes such bright objects still more bright , And fortune fets them in the strongest ...
... Whose radiant eyes the vanquish'd world command , 10 Virtue is Beauty : But when charms of mind With elegance of outward form are join'd ; When youth makes such bright objects still more bright , And fortune fets them in the strongest ...
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... whose boding bofom fear'd A darker cloud of ills would burft , and fhed Severer vengeance on her guiltlefs head : Too juft , alas , the terrors which he felt ! For , lo ! a guard ! -Forgive him , if he melt- How fharp her pangs , when ...
... whose boding bofom fear'd A darker cloud of ills would burft , and fhed Severer vengeance on her guiltlefs head : Too juft , alas , the terrors which he felt ! For , lo ! a guard ! -Forgive him , if he melt- How fharp her pangs , when ...
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... Whose praise defames ; as if a fool fhould mean , By spitting on your face , to make it clean . Nor is ' t enough all hearts are swoln with pride , Her power is mighty , as her realm is wide . What can she not perform ? The Love of Fame ...
... Whose praise defames ; as if a fool fhould mean , By spitting on your face , to make it clean . Nor is ' t enough all hearts are swoln with pride , Her power is mighty , as her realm is wide . What can she not perform ? The Love of Fame ...
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