The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 37 |
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At first he hears the wind with hollow roar Shake the loose lock , and swing the
creaking door Nearer and nearer draws the dreadful sound Of rattling chains ,
that dragg'd upon the ground : When lo , the spectre came with horrid ftride ...
At first he hears the wind with hollow roar Shake the loose lock , and swing the
creaking door Nearer and nearer draws the dreadful sound Of rattling chains ,
that dragg'd upon the ground : When lo , the spectre came with horrid ftride ...
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... inclination , She scorn'd to bilk her aslignation . Whate'er she did , next week
the came , And piously confeft the same . The The Priest , who female frailties pity
'd , First chid 20 GAY'S PO E M S.
... inclination , She scorn'd to bilk her aslignation . Whate'er she did , next week
the came , And piously confeft the same . The The Priest , who female frailties pity
'd , First chid 20 GAY'S PO E M S.
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The Priest , who female frailties pity'd , First chid her , then her fins remitted . But
did she now her crime bemoan In penitential sheets alone ? And was no bold ,
no beastly fellow The nightly partner of her pillow ? No , none : for next time in the
...
The Priest , who female frailties pity'd , First chid her , then her fins remitted . But
did she now her crime bemoan In penitential sheets alone ? And was no bold ,
no beastly fellow The nightly partner of her pillow ? No , none : for next time in the
...
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That she a favourite lap - dog had , Which ( as the stroak'd and kiss'd ) grew mad ;
And on her lip a wound indenting , First fet her youthful blood fermenting , The
Priest reply'd , with zealous fury , “ You should have fought the means to cure ye .
That she a favourite lap - dog had , Which ( as the stroak'd and kiss'd ) grew mad ;
And on her lip a wound indenting , First fet her youthful blood fermenting , The
Priest reply'd , with zealous fury , “ You should have fought the means to cure ye .
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+ PART THE FIRST . THE SHEPHERD AND THE PHILOSOPHER . j REMOTE
from cities liv'd a Swain , Unvex'd with all the cares of gain ; His head was filver'd
o'er with age , And long experience made him - sage ; In 10 In summer's heat ...
+ PART THE FIRST . THE SHEPHERD AND THE PHILOSOPHER . j REMOTE
from cities liv'd a Swain , Unvex'd with all the cares of gain ; His head was filver'd
o'er with age , And long experience made him - sage ; In 10 In summer's heat ...
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