The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 371790 |
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... Scorn'd in his heart the foolish law : Near and more near each day he drew , And long'd to try the dangerous view . 66 Why was this idle charge ? he cries ; Let courage female fears defpife . Or did she doubt my heart was brave , And ...
... Scorn'd in his heart the foolish law : Near and more near each day he drew , And long'd to try the dangerous view . 66 Why was this idle charge ? he cries ; Let courage female fears defpife . Or did she doubt my heart was brave , And ...
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... scorn provok'd to ire , Flung backward ; rolling in the mire , The Puppy howl'd , and bleeding lay ; The Pad in peace purfu'd his way . A Shepherd's Dog , who faw the deed , Detesting the vexatious breed , Bespoke him thus : " When ...
... scorn provok'd to ire , Flung backward ; rolling in the mire , The Puppy howl'd , and bleeding lay ; The Pad in peace purfu'd his way . A Shepherd's Dog , who faw the deed , Detesting the vexatious breed , Bespoke him thus : " When ...
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... scorn ? DIONE . O tell me , shepherd , hath thy faithless maid , Falfe to her vow , thy flatter'd hope betray'd ? Did her smooth speech engage thee to believe ? Did fhe protest and swear , and then deceive ? Such are the pangs I feel ...
... scorn ? DIONE . O tell me , shepherd , hath thy faithless maid , Falfe to her vow , thy flatter'd hope betray'd ? Did her smooth speech engage thee to believe ? Did fhe protest and swear , and then deceive ? Such are the pangs I feel ...
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... Heave on her breast , and languish in her eyes ? DIONE . How shall my tongue the faultering tale explain ! My heart drops blood to give the fhepherd pain . LYCIDAS . LYCIDAS . Pronounce her utmost scorn ; I come prepar'd DI ON E. 251.
... Heave on her breast , and languish in her eyes ? DIONE . How shall my tongue the faultering tale explain ! My heart drops blood to give the fhepherd pain . LYCIDAS . LYCIDAS . Pronounce her utmost scorn ; I come prepar'd DI ON E. 251.
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... scorn . Can the mean fwain , in humble cottage born , Can Poverty that haughty heart obtain , Where avarice and strong ambition reign ? If Poverty pafs by in tatter'd coat , Curs vex his heels and ftretch their barking throat ; If 0 ...
... scorn . Can the mean fwain , in humble cottage born , Can Poverty that haughty heart obtain , Where avarice and strong ambition reign ? If Poverty pafs by in tatter'd coat , Curs vex his heels and ftretch their barking throat ; If 0 ...
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Afide againſt Alexis beauty befide beneath bofom breaſt cauſe CLEANTHES cloſe confefs court cries defcend deſpair difgrace DIONE Dione's diſguiſe dy'd e'er Evander eyes FABLE FABLE fafe faid falfe fame fate faultering fays fcorn fecret feek fhade fhall fhould fide fighs fight firſt flain flame flies fome fool forrows foul friendſhip ftand ftate ftill ftrength fuch fudden fwain fylvan Guife hand hate hath hear heart honeft honour hour houſe juſt knaves LAURA loft LYCIDAS maid Menalcas mind moſt muft muſt ne'er nymph o'er paffion PARTHENIA plain pleaſure Plutus praiſe pride purſue race rais'd raiſe ravenous band reft reply'd rife rofe SCENE ſhake ſhall ſhare ſhe SHEPHERD ſhow ſkill ſome ſpeak ſtate ſteps tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou tongue truſt Twas vex'd Whene'er whofe Whoſe wife wretch XXXVII
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