The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Томове 26–28Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... Still the prevailing faction propt his throne , And to four volumes let his Plays run on ; Then a lewd tide of verfe , with vicious rage , Broke in upon the morals of the age . } The L The Stage ( whofe art was once the mind EPISTLE TO ...
... Still the prevailing faction propt his throne , And to four volumes let his Plays run on ; Then a lewd tide of verfe , with vicious rage , Broke in upon the morals of the age . } The L The Stage ( whofe art was once the mind EPISTLE TO ...
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... still own his caufe , Find fomething for him more than bare applause . In just remembrance of your pleasures past , Be kind , and give him a discharge at last ; In peace and eafe life's remnant let him wear , And hang his confecrated ...
... still own his caufe , Find fomething for him more than bare applause . In just remembrance of your pleasures past , Be kind , and give him a discharge at last ; In peace and eafe life's remnant let him wear , And hang his confecrated ...
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... Still will they linger in this free - born state ? Here , every hour , fresh , hateful , objects rise , Peace and profperity afflict their eyes ; With anguish , prince and people they furvey , Their just obedience , and his righteous ...
... Still will they linger in this free - born state ? Here , every hour , fresh , hateful , objects rise , Peace and profperity afflict their eyes ; With anguish , prince and people they furvey , Their just obedience , and his righteous ...
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... still to bear ? Oh ! why Doft thou not much rather fly To youthful breafts , to mirth and gaiety ? Go , bid thy fwans their gloffy wings expand , And fwiftly through the yielding air To Damon thee their goddess bear , Worthy to be thy ...
... still to bear ? Oh ! why Doft thou not much rather fly To youthful breafts , to mirth and gaiety ? Go , bid thy fwans their gloffy wings expand , And fwiftly through the yielding air To Damon thee their goddess bear , Worthy to be thy ...
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... Still with the night my dreams my griefs renew , Still the is prefent to my eyes , And still in vain I , as he flies , O'er woods , and plains , and feas , the fcornful maid purfue . HORACE , BOOK I. EPISTLE IV . IMITATED . T то RICHARD ...
... Still with the night my dreams my griefs renew , Still the is prefent to my eyes , And still in vain I , as he flies , O'er woods , and plains , and feas , the fcornful maid purfue . HORACE , BOOK I. EPISTLE IV . IMITATED . T то RICHARD ...
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