The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 37 |
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THE WORKS OF THE ENGLISH POETS . WITH P R E FACE S , BIOGRAPHICAL
AND CRITICAL , BY SAMUEL JOHNSON . VOLUME THE THIRTY - SEVENTH ,
FH LONDON : PRINTED BY H. GOLDNEY ; FOR J. BUCKLAND , J. RIVINGTON
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THE WORKS OF THE ENGLISH POETS . WITH P R E FACE S , BIOGRAPHICAL
AND CRITICAL , BY SAMUEL JOHNSON . VOLUME THE THIRTY - SEVENTH ,
FH LONDON : PRINTED BY H. GOLDNEY ; FOR J. BUCKLAND , J. RIVINGTON
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He turned the Freer upon his face downright , Displaying his nether cheeks full
broad and white . Then quoth Dan Sathanas as he thwacked him fore , Thou didft
forget to guard thy postern - dore . There is an hole which hath not crossed been
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He turned the Freer upon his face downright , Displaying his nether cheeks full
broad and white . Then quoth Dan Sathanas as he thwacked him fore , Thou didft
forget to guard thy postern - dore . There is an hole which hath not crossed been
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... cushion bare ; Upward the taught her eyes to roll , As if the watch'd her foaring
foul ; And , when devotion warm'd the croud , None fung , or smote their breast fo
loud : Pale Penitence had mark'd her face With all the meagre signs of grace .
... cushion bare ; Upward the taught her eyes to roll , As if the watch'd her foaring
foul ; And , when devotion warm'd the croud , None fung , or smote their breast fo
loud : Pale Penitence had mark'd her face With all the meagre signs of grace .
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... They send you to the ocean's shore , “ And plunge the patient o'er and o'er . "
The dame reply'd , “ Alas ! in vain My kindred forc'd me to the main ; “ Naked , and
in the face of day : “ Look not , ye fishermen , this way ! « What “ What virgin had ...
... They send you to the ocean's shore , “ And plunge the patient o'er and o'er . "
The dame reply'd , “ Alas ! in vain My kindred forc'd me to the main ; “ Naked , and
in the face of day : “ Look not , ye fishermen , this way ! « What “ What virgin had ...
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He straight assumes a solemn grace , Collects his wifdom in his face . The crowd
admire his wit , his sense ; Each word hath weight and consequence . The
flatterer all his art displays : 15 He who hath power is sure of praise . A Fox ftept
forth ...
He straight assumes a solemn grace , Collects his wifdom in his face . The crowd
admire his wit , his sense ; Each word hath weight and consequence . The
flatterer all his art displays : 15 He who hath power is sure of praise . A Fox ftept
forth ...
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