The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 37 |
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Now it so hapt , there was not ferre away , Of grey Freers a fair and rich Abbaye ,
Where liven a Freer ycleped Pere Thomas , Who daren alone in derke through
church - yerds pafs . This Freer would lye in thilke house all night , In hope he ...
Now it so hapt , there was not ferre away , Of grey Freers a fair and rich Abbaye ,
Where liven a Freer ycleped Pere Thomas , Who daren alone in derke through
church - yerds pafs . This Freer would lye in thilke house all night , In hope he ...
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Pront all this time , * pki curse my rhyme . talk no more , how , Blois a Priest full
fair , 2. and talk'd of this and that mwingly , the Nuns lamented van mighbour's
spouse , a tu te begins -- Of yore inte rive and crisped hair ; witrag low , his brow
was ...
Pront all this time , * pki curse my rhyme . talk no more , how , Blois a Priest full
fair , 2. and talk'd of this and that mwingly , the Nuns lamented van mighbour's
spouse , a tu te begins -- Of yore inte rive and crisped hair ; witrag low , his brow
was ...
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Be satisfy'd : I'll talk no more , For thus my tale begins - Of yore There dwelt at
Blois a Priest full fair , With rolling eye and crisped hair ; His chin hung low , his
brow was sleek , Plenty lay balking on his cheek ; Whole days at cloyster - grates
he ...
Be satisfy'd : I'll talk no more , For thus my tale begins - Of yore There dwelt at
Blois a Priest full fair , With rolling eye and crisped hair ; His chin hung low , his
brow was sleek , Plenty lay balking on his cheek ; Whole days at cloyster - grates
he ...
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... those Who thrive in courts by fulsome prose . But shall I hide your real praise ,
Or tell you what a nation says ? They in your infant bosom trace The virtues of
your royal race ; : . 15 20 In 25 courage shall In the fair dawning of your mind [ 34
]
... those Who thrive in courts by fulsome prose . But shall I hide your real praise ,
Or tell you what a nation says ? They in your infant bosom trace The virtues of
your royal race ; : . 15 20 In 25 courage shall In the fair dawning of your mind [ 34
]
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25 courage shall In the fair dawning of your mind , Discern you generous , mild ,
and kind : They see you grieve to hear distress , " And pant already to redress .
Go on , the height of good attain , Nor let a nation hope in vain : For hence we ...
25 courage shall In the fair dawning of your mind , Discern you generous , mild ,
and kind : They see you grieve to hear distress , " And pant already to redress .
Go on , the height of good attain , Nor let a nation hope in vain : For hence we ...
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