The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 371790 |
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... fire ; When all muft own , were Betty put To the black duties of the flut , As well fhe fcours or fcrubs a floor , And ftill is good for fomething more ? B 4 Thus , & . " shopater vice , conscience nice , ghbour's TALE S.
... fire ; When all muft own , were Betty put To the black duties of the flut , As well fhe fcours or fcrubs a floor , And ftill is good for fomething more ? B 4 Thus , & . " shopater vice , conscience nice , ghbour's TALE S.
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... fire and elbow - chair Shall ferve for once to nod away the night . The kitchen ever is the fervant's right , Replies the hoft ; there , all the fire around , The Count's tir'd footmen fnore upon the ground . The maid , who liften'd to ...
... fire and elbow - chair Shall ferve for once to nod away the night . The kitchen ever is the fervant's right , Replies the hoft ; there , all the fire around , The Count's tir'd footmen fnore upon the ground . The maid , who liften'd to ...
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... fire , And future actions own your fire . Cowards are cruel ; but the brave Love mercy , and delight to fave . A Tyger , roaming for his prey , Sprung on a Traveller in the way ; The proftrate game a Lion fpies , And on the greedy ...
... fire , And future actions own your fire . Cowards are cruel ; but the brave Love mercy , and delight to fave . A Tyger , roaming for his prey , Sprung on a Traveller in the way ; The proftrate game a Lion fpies , And on the greedy ...
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... fires , your bleeding dams , The dying bleat of harmless lambs , Call for revenge . O ftupid Race ! The heart that wants revenge is base . " " I grant , an ancient Ram replies , We bear no terror in our eyes ; Yet think us not of foul ...
... fires , your bleeding dams , The dying bleat of harmless lambs , Call for revenge . O ftupid Race ! The heart that wants revenge is base . " " I grant , an ancient Ram replies , We bear no terror in our eyes ; Yet think us not of foul ...
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... plain , A Maftiff pafs'd ; inflam'd with ire , His eye - balls fhot indignant fire . He foam'd , he rag'd with thirst of blood . Spurning the ground , the monarch stood , 5 10 And And roar'd aloud : " Sufpend the fight ; In FABLE S. PART I.
... plain , A Maftiff pafs'd ; inflam'd with ire , His eye - balls fhot indignant fire . He foam'd , he rag'd with thirst of blood . Spurning the ground , the monarch stood , 5 10 And And roar'd aloud : " Sufpend the fight ; In FABLE S. PART I.
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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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