The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 371790 |
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... hath his prologue told , And faine on the Freers his tale japing and bold ; How that in Hell they fearchen near and wide , And ne one Freer in all thilke place espyde : But lo ! the devil turn'd his erfe about , And twenty thousand ...
... hath his prologue told , And faine on the Freers his tale japing and bold ; How that in Hell they fearchen near and wide , And ne one Freer in all thilke place espyde : But lo ! the devil turn'd his erfe about , And twenty thousand ...
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... hath he put close by the bed , And in low tone his ave marye faid . With water now besprinkled hath the floore , And maken cross on key - hole of the doore . Ne was there not a mouse - hole in thilke place , But he ycroffed hath by God ...
... hath he put close by the bed , And in low tone his ave marye faid . With water now besprinkled hath the floore , And maken cross on key - hole of the doore . Ne was there not a mouse - hole in thilke place , But he ycroffed hath by God ...
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... hath ysed That Cæfar's fprite came to Brute his bed ; Of chains that frighten erst Artemidore , The tales of Pline , Valere , and many more . Hem thinketh that fome murdere here been done , And he mought fee fome bloodye ghost anone ...
... hath ysed That Cæfar's fprite came to Brute his bed ; Of chains that frighten erst Artemidore , The tales of Pline , Valere , and many more . Hem thinketh that fome murdere here been done , And he mought fee fome bloodye ghost anone ...
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... hath thy toil O'er books confum'd the midnight oil ? Haft thou old Greece and Rome furvey'd , And the vaft fenfe of Plato weigh'd ? Hath Socrates thy foul refin'd , And haft thou fathom'd Tully's mind . ? Or , like the wife Ulyffes ...
... hath thy toil O'er books confum'd the midnight oil ? Haft thou old Greece and Rome furvey'd , And the vaft fenfe of Plato weigh'd ? Hath Socrates thy foul refin'd , And haft thou fathom'd Tully's mind . ? Or , like the wife Ulyffes ...
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... hath shown The virtue worthy of a throne . " Heaven gives you power above the reft , " Like Heaven , to fuccour the distrest . ” 66 The cafe is plain , " the monarch faid ; " Falfe glory hath my youth misled ; For beafts of prey , a ...
... hath shown The virtue worthy of a throne . " Heaven gives you power above the reft , " Like Heaven , to fuccour the distrest . ” 66 The cafe is plain , " the monarch faid ; " Falfe glory hath my youth misled ; For beafts of prey , a ...
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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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