The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 371790 |
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... from sleep I start , And see the steel impending o'er my heart ; The barbarous hoftefs held the lifted knife , The floor ran purple with my gushing life . VOL . XXXVII C My My treafure now they feize , the golden fpoil They TALE S. 17.
... from sleep I start , And see the steel impending o'er my heart ; The barbarous hoftefs held the lifted knife , The floor ran purple with my gushing life . VOL . XXXVII C My My treafure now they feize , the golden fpoil They TALE S. 17.
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... o'er , She cry'd - Such wonders are no more ! She chose not to delay confeffion , To bear at once a year's tranfgreffion ; But every week set all things even , And balanc'd her accounts with Heaven . Behold her now in humble guise ...
... o'er , She cry'd - Such wonders are no more ! She chose not to delay confeffion , To bear at once a year's tranfgreffion ; But every week set all things even , And balanc'd her accounts with Heaven . Behold her now in humble guise ...
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... o'er and o'er . ” The dame reply'd , " Alas ! in vain 66 My kindred forc'd me to the main ; Naked , and in the face of day : " Look not , ye fishermen , this way ! " What " What virgin had not done as I did ? 22 GAY'S POEMS .
... o'er and o'er . ” The dame reply'd , " Alas ! in vain 66 My kindred forc'd me to the main ; Naked , and in the face of day : " Look not , ye fishermen , this way ! " What " What virgin had not done as I did ? 22 GAY'S POEMS .
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... o'er their heads their fingers fave : Those hands by mean extortion thrive , Or in the pocket lightly dive : Or , more expert in pilfering vice , They burn and itch to cog the dice . Plunge - in a courtier ; ftrait his fears Direct his ...
... o'er their heads their fingers fave : Those hands by mean extortion thrive , Or in the pocket lightly dive : Or , more expert in pilfering vice , They burn and itch to cog the dice . Plunge - in a courtier ; ftrait his fears Direct his ...
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... 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 fage ; In In fummer's heat , and winter's cold , He fed [ 27 ] FABLES PART I Introduction The Shepherd and the Philofopher.
... 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 fage ; In In fummer's heat , and winter's cold , He fed [ 27 ] FABLES PART I Introduction The Shepherd and the Philofopher.
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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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