Granville. Yalden. Tickell. Swift. Hammond. Somerville. Parnell. Savage. BroomeSamuel Johnson A. Miller, 1800 |
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... vain , Which having touch'd the top , recoils , And leaves the lab'rer to renew his toils . L TO MY R A. OST in a labyrinth of doubts and joys , Whom now her fmiles reviv'd , her fcorn deftroys : She will , and the will not , fhe grants ...
... vain , Which having touch'd the top , recoils , And leaves the lab'rer to renew his toils . L TO MY R A. OST in a labyrinth of doubts and joys , Whom now her fmiles reviv'd , her fcorn deftroys : She will , and the will not , fhe grants ...
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... vain to die ? Ye powers , take pity of my pain , This , only this is my defire ; Ah ! take from Myra her difdain ... vain ? could oaths fo feeble prove ? Ah ! with what eafe the breaks thofe chains of love ! Whom love with all his force ...
... vain to die ? Ye powers , take pity of my pain , This , only this is my defire ; Ah ! take from Myra her difdain ... vain ? could oaths fo feeble prove ? Ah ! with what eafe the breaks thofe chains of love ! Whom love with all his force ...
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... vain relief ; To every wife magician I repair In vain , for ftill I love , and I defpair . Circe , Medea , and the Sybils ' books , Contain not half th ' enchantment of her looks . Tell , for you know the burthen of my heart , Its ...
... vain relief ; To every wife magician I repair In vain , for ftill I love , and I defpair . Circe , Medea , and the Sybils ' books , Contain not half th ' enchantment of her looks . Tell , for you know the burthen of my heart , Its ...
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... vain , in vain I call to heaven , and tell the Gods my pain ; The Gods averfe , like Myra , to my prayer , Confent to doom , whom he denies to spare . Why do I feek for foreign aids , when I Bear ready by my fide the power to die ? Re ...
... vain , in vain I call to heaven , and tell the Gods my pain ; The Gods averfe , like Myra , to my prayer , Confent to doom , whom he denies to spare . Why do I feek for foreign aids , when I Bear ready by my fide the power to die ? Re ...
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... vain I try , in vain to vengeance move My gentle mufe , fo us'd to tender love ; Such magic rules my heart , whate'er I write Turns all to foft complaint , and amorous flight . Begone , fond thoughts , begone , be bold , faid I ...
... vain I try , in vain to vengeance move My gentle mufe , fo us'd to tender love ; Such magic rules my heart , whate'er I write Turns all to foft complaint , and amorous flight . Begone , fond thoughts , begone , be bold , faid I ...
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arms beauty blefs bleft breaft bright caufe charms Dæmons Dean death defcend defire delight dreadful Ev'n eyes facred fafe faid fair falute fame fate fatire fcene fcorn feas fecret feems feen fenfe fhade fhall fhew fhine fhore fhould fide fighs fight fince fing fire firft fkies flain flame flave fleep flies fmiles foft fome fong foon foul fpread fpring ftand ftate ftill ftreams fuch fure fweet grace heart heaven honour Jove juft king Lady laft lefs loft Lord lyre mind Mufe muft muſt ne'er never night nymph o'er ORIANA paffion pain Peleus plain pleafing pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure praife praiſe pride rage reft rife rofe ſcene ſhall ſkies ſtate tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand trembling Twas verfe vex'd virtue whofe wife wind worfe youth
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