 | Thomas Parnell - 1833 - 324 страници
...were to dine, Brought Comus, Love, and Jocus. The god near Cupid drew his chair, Near Comus, Jocus plac'd ; For wine makes Love forget its care, And Mirth exalts a feast. The more to please the sprightly god, Each sweet engaging Grace Put on some clothes to come... | |
 | Thomas Parnell - 1866 - 324 страници
...were to dine. Brought Comus, Love, and Jocus. The god near Cupid drew his chair. Near Comus, Jocus plac'd : For wine makes Love forget its care, And Mirth exalts a feast. The more to please the sprightly god, Each sweet engaging Grace Put on some clothes to come... | |
 | Thomas Parnell - 1866 - 324 страници
...were to dine, Brought Comus, Love, and Jocus. The god near Cupid drew his chair. Near Comus, Jocus plac'd : For wine makes Love forget its care, And Mirth exalts a feast. The more to please the sprightly god, Each sweet engaging Grace Put on some clothes to come... | |
 | Thomas Parnell - 1866 - 358 страници
...were to dine, Brought Comus, Love, and Jocus. The god near Cupid drew his chair, Near Comus, Jocus plac'd : For wine makes Love forget its care, And Mirth exalts a feast. The more to please the sprightly god, Each sweet engaging Grace Put on some clothes to come... | |
 | Charles Churchill, Thomas Parnell, Thomas Tickell - 1880 - 724 страници
...were to dine, Brought Com us, Love, and Jocus. The god near Cupid drew his chair, Near Comus, Jocus plac'd : For wine makes Love forget its care, And Mirth exalts a feast. The more to please the sprightly god. Each sweet engaging Grace Put on some clothes to come... | |
 | Edgar Mertner, Thomas Parnell, John Mitford, Thomas Parnell, John Mitford - 320 страници
...were to dine. Brought Comus, Love, and Jocus. The god near Cupid drew his chair. Near Comus, Jocus plac'd : For wine makes Love forget its care, And Mirth exalts a feast. The more to please the sprightly god, Each sweet engaging Grace Put on some clothes to come... | |
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And for the guests that were to dine, Brought Comus, Love, and Jocus. The god near Cupid drew his chair, Near Comus, Jocus plac'd ; For wine makes Love forget its care, And Mirth exalts a feast. 
