The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 371790 |
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... a nation fays ? They in your infant bofom trace The virtues of your royal race ; ,, 5 10 15 20 In In the fair dawning of your mind , Difcern you [ 31 ] To his Highness William Duke of Cum- berland The Lion, the Tiger, and Traveller.
... a nation fays ? They in your infant bofom trace The virtues of your royal race ; ,, 5 10 15 20 In In the fair dawning of your mind , Difcern you [ 31 ] To his Highness William Duke of Cum- berland The Lion, the Tiger, and Traveller.
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... race away For the dull helpless fons of clay ! Befides , by partial fondness shown , Like you , we doat upon our own . Where yet was ever found a Mother Who'd give her booby for another ? . And , fhould we change with human breed , Well ...
... race away For the dull helpless fons of clay ! Befides , by partial fondness shown , Like you , we doat upon our own . Where yet was ever found a Mother Who'd give her booby for another ? . And , fhould we change with human breed , Well ...
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... 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 fo tame , Which no repeated wrongs inflame ; Infenfible of every ill , Because we want thy ...
... 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 fo tame , Which no repeated wrongs inflame ; Infenfible of every ill , Because we want thy ...
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... race , When every petty clerk in place , To prove his tafte , and feem polite , 30 35 40 Will feed on Geese both noon and night ! ” . FABLE VIII . THE LADY AND THE WASP . WHAT whifpers must the Beauty bear ! What hourly nonsense haunts ...
... race , When every petty clerk in place , To prove his tafte , and feem polite , 30 35 40 Will feed on Geese both noon and night ! ” . FABLE VIII . THE LADY AND THE WASP . WHAT whifpers must the Beauty bear ! What hourly nonsense haunts ...
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... race . In cities long I pafs'd my days , 20 25 30 35 Convers'd with men , and learn'd their ways . 40 Their drefs , their courtly manners fee ; Reform your state , and copy me . Seek ye to thrive ? In flattery deal ; Your fcorn , your ...
... race . In cities long I pafs'd my days , 20 25 30 35 Convers'd with men , and learn'd their ways . 40 Their drefs , their courtly manners fee ; Reform your state , and copy me . Seek ye to thrive ? In flattery deal ; Your fcorn , your ...
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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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