The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper;: Cowley, Denham, MiltonAlexander Chalmers, Samuel Johnson J. Johnson; J. Nichols and son; R. Baldwin; F. and C. Rivington; W. Otridge and Son; Leigh and Sotheby; R. Faulder and Son; G. Nicol and Son; T. Payne; G. Robinson; Wilkie and Robinson; C. Davies; T. Egerton; Scatcherd and Letterman; J. Walker; Vernor, Hood, and Sharpe; R. Lea; J. Nunn; Lackington, Allen, and Company; J. Stockdale; Cuthell and Martin; Clarke and Sons; J. White and Company; Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme; Cadell and Davies; J. Barker; John Richardson; J.M. Richardson; J. Carpenter; B. Crosby; E. Jeffery; J. Murray; W. Miller; J. and A. Arch; Black, Parry, and Kingsbury; J. Booker; S. Bagster; J. Harding; J. Mackinlay; J. Hatchard; R.H. Evans; Matthews and Leigh; J. Mawman; J. Booth; J. Asperne; P. and W. Wynne; and W. Grace, Deighton and Son at Cambridge; and Wilson and Son at York, 1810 |
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... Fate .... 101 ...... ib . The Inconstant The Request 102 The Constant ........ The Thraldom ..... ib . Her Name The given Love ........ 103 Weeping The Spring ib . Discretion Written in Juice of Lemon 104 The Waiting - Maid Inconstancy ...
... Fate .... 101 ...... ib . The Inconstant The Request 102 The Constant ........ The Thraldom ..... ib . Her Name The given Love ........ 103 Weeping The Spring ib . Discretion Written in Juice of Lemon 104 The Waiting - Maid Inconstancy ...
Strona 16
... fate of Egypt I sustain , And never feel the dew of rain From clouds which in the head appear ; But all my too much moisture owe To overflowings of the heart below . COWLEY . The lover supposes his lady acquainted with the ancient laws ...
... fate of Egypt I sustain , And never feel the dew of rain From clouds which in the head appear ; But all my too much moisture owe To overflowings of the heart below . COWLEY . The lover supposes his lady acquainted with the ancient laws ...
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... Fate's dilemma wound ; Vain shadow ! which dost vanish quite , Both at full noon and perfect night ! The stars have not a possibility Of blessing thee ; If things then from their end we happy call , ' Tis Hope is the most hopeless thing ...
... Fate's dilemma wound ; Vain shadow ! which dost vanish quite , Both at full noon and perfect night ! The stars have not a possibility Of blessing thee ; If things then from their end we happy call , ' Tis Hope is the most hopeless thing ...
Strona 38
... Fate , Does like an unthrift mortgage his estate , Before it falls into his hand ; The bondman of the cloister so , All that he does receive does always owe . And still as time comes in , it goes away . Not to enjoy , but debts to pay ...
... Fate , Does like an unthrift mortgage his estate , Before it falls into his hand ; The bondman of the cloister so , All that he does receive does always owe . And still as time comes in , it goes away . Not to enjoy , but debts to pay ...
Strona 49
... fate lies in your hands ; it is only you can effect , that neither the bookseller repent himself of his charge in printing them , nor I of my labour in composing them . Farewell . VOL . VIL A. COWLEY . TO THE READER . I CALLED the ...
... fate lies in your hands ; it is only you can effect , that neither the bookseller repent himself of his charge in printing them , nor I of my labour in composing them . Farewell . VOL . VIL A. COWLEY . TO THE READER . I CALLED the ...
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