The Works of the English Poets: Buckingham and LansdowneSamuel Johnson H. Hughs, 1779 |
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... thee leave Thy wretched mafter kindly to deceive ; Oh , make me not possessor of her charms , Let me not find her languish in my arms ; Past joys are now my fancy's mournful themes ; Make all my happy nights appear but dreams : Let not ...
... thee leave Thy wretched mafter kindly to deceive ; Oh , make me not possessor of her charms , Let me not find her languish in my arms ; Past joys are now my fancy's mournful themes ; Make all my happy nights appear but dreams : Let not ...
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... thee , more lively move ; And if their heads but any substance hold , Love ripens all that drofs into the pureft gold . In heaven's great work thy part is fuch , That mafter - like thou giv'st the last great touch . To heaven's own ...
... thee , more lively move ; And if their heads but any substance hold , Love ripens all that drofs into the pureft gold . In heaven's great work thy part is fuch , That mafter - like thou giv'st the last great touch . To heaven's own ...
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... thee ? While to a tyrant you by fate are ty'd , By love you tyrannize o'er all befide : Thofe eyes , though weeping , can no pity move ; Worthy our grief ! more worthy of our love ! You , while fo fair ( do fortune what she please ) ...
... thee ? While to a tyrant you by fate are ty'd , By love you tyrannize o'er all befide : Thofe eyes , though weeping , can no pity move ; Worthy our grief ! more worthy of our love ! You , while fo fair ( do fortune what she please ) ...
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... vain I strive to vent a grief That's not to be exprest . This rage within my veins No reafon can remove ; Of all the mind's most cruel pains , The fharpeft , fure , is love . D Yet Yet while I languifh fo , And on thee vainly SONG . 33.
... vain I strive to vent a grief That's not to be exprest . This rage within my veins No reafon can remove ; Of all the mind's most cruel pains , The fharpeft , fure , is love . D Yet Yet while I languifh fo , And on thee vainly SONG . 33.
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Samuel Johnson. Yet while I languifh fo , And on thee vainly call ; Take heed , fair caufe of all my woe , What fate may thee befall . Ungrateful , cruel faults Suit not thy gentle fex ; Hereafter , how will guilty thoughts Thy tender ...
Samuel Johnson. Yet while I languifh fo , And on thee vainly call ; Take heed , fair caufe of all my woe , What fate may thee befall . Ungrateful , cruel faults Suit not thy gentle fex ; Hereafter , how will guilty thoughts Thy tender ...
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