The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 371790 |
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... hold a broom , Twirl round a mop , and wash a room : A batchelor his maid should keep , Not for that fervile use to sweep ; Let her his humour understand , And turn to every thing her hand . Get you a lafs that ' s young and tight ...
... hold a broom , Twirl round a mop , and wash a room : A batchelor his maid should keep , Not for that fervile use to sweep ; Let her his humour understand , And turn to every thing her hand . Get you a lafs that ' s young and tight ...
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... Hold this affertion pofitive and clear , That sprites are pure delufions , rais'd by fear . Not that fam'd ghost , which in presaging found Call'd Brutus to Philippi's fatal ground , Nor can Tiberius Gracchus ' goary shade , These ever ...
... Hold this affertion pofitive and clear , That sprites are pure delufions , rais'd by fear . Not that fam'd ghost , which in presaging found Call'd Brutus to Philippi's fatal ground , Nor can Tiberius Gracchus ' goary shade , These ever ...
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... hold their breath ; And , though you duck them ne'er so long , Not one falt drop e'er wets their tongue : " Tis hence they scandal have at will , And that this member ne'er lies ftill . THE THE QUID NUNK I'S : A TA L E. OCCASIONED 24 ...
... hold their breath ; And , though you duck them ne'er so long , Not one falt drop e'er wets their tongue : " Tis hence they scandal have at will , And that this member ne'er lies ftill . THE THE QUID NUNK I'S : A TA L E. OCCASIONED 24 ...
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... holds the glass . " Thus void of all offence I write : " Who claims the Fable , knows his right . " PROL . TO SHEP . WEEK . INTRODUCTION TO THE FABLES . PART THE FIRST . THE SHEPHERD AND THE PHILOSOPHER . REMOTE from cities liv'd a ...
... holds the glass . " Thus void of all offence I write : " Who claims the Fable , knows his right . " PROL . TO SHEP . WEEK . INTRODUCTION TO THE FABLES . PART THE FIRST . THE SHEPHERD AND THE PHILOSOPHER . REMOTE from cities liv'd a ...
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... hold a wand ; He grafps a hatchet in his hand . A box of charity she shows . " Blow here ; " and a church - warden blows . 45 50 ' Tis vanish'd with conveyance neat , And on the table fmokes a treat . She shakes the dice , the board fhe ...
... hold a wand ; He grafps a hatchet in his hand . A box of charity she shows . " Blow here ; " and a church - warden blows . 45 50 ' Tis vanish'd with conveyance neat , And on the table fmokes a treat . She shakes the dice , the board fhe ...
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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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