Cowley. Denham. Milton. Butler. Rochester. Roscommon. Otway. Waller. Pomfret. Dorset. Stepney. J. Philips. WalshSamuel Johnson A. Miller, 1800 |
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... pain , Did to this happiness attain : No labour I , nor merits , can pretend ; I think predestination only was my friend . Ah , that my author had been ty'd like me To fuch a place and fuch a company ! Inftead of feveral countries ...
... pain , Did to this happiness attain : No labour I , nor merits , can pretend ; I think predestination only was my friend . Ah , that my author had been ty'd like me To fuch a place and fuch a company ! Inftead of feveral countries ...
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... pain pierc'd deep my heart ; A fwift cold trembling feiz'd on every part ; My head turn'd round , nor could it bear The poifon that was enter'd there . So a destroying - angel's breath Blows - in the plague , and with it hasty death ...
... pain pierc'd deep my heart ; A fwift cold trembling feiz'd on every part ; My head turn'd round , nor could it bear The poifon that was enter'd there . So a destroying - angel's breath Blows - in the plague , and with it hasty death ...
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... pain ; Men pray , I fear , to both in vain . Yet , feeing thee fo gently pure , My hopes will needs continue ftill ; Thou would'ft not take this garment , fure , When thou hadft an intent to kill ! Of peace and yielding who would doubt ...
... pain ; Men pray , I fear , to both in vain . Yet , feeing thee fo gently pure , My hopes will needs continue ftill ; Thou would'ft not take this garment , fure , When thou hadft an intent to kill ! Of peace and yielding who would doubt ...
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... pain ; So near was he to heaven's delight , As with the bleft converse he might , Yet could not get one drop of water by ' t . Ah wretch ! I feem to touch her now ; but oh , What boundless spaces do us part ! G MY FATE . My lownefs ...
... pain ; So near was he to heaven's delight , As with the bleft converse he might , Yet could not get one drop of water by ' t . Ah wretch ! I feem to touch her now ; but oh , What boundless spaces do us part ! G MY FATE . My lownefs ...
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... pain That in my breaft does reign ; Silence perhaps may make it fleep : Ill bind that fore up I did ill reveal ; The wound , if once it clofe , may chance to heal . No ' twill ne'er heal ; my love will never die , Though it fhould ...
... pain That in my breaft does reign ; Silence perhaps may make it fleep : Ill bind that fore up I did ill reveal ; The wound , if once it clofe , may chance to heal . No ' twill ne'er heal ; my love will never die , Though it fhould ...
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