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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... thou didst lie ; After , enabled but to suck and cry . Think , when ' twas grown to most , ' twas a poor inn , A province pack'd up in two yards of skin , And that usurp'd , or threaten'd with a rage Of sicknesses , or their true mother ...
... thou didst lie ; After , enabled but to suck and cry . Think , when ' twas grown to most , ' twas a poor inn , A province pack'd up in two yards of skin , And that usurp'd , or threaten'd with a rage Of sicknesses , or their true mother ...
Strona 66
... thou canst call it back , or stay it there . That way it went ; but thou shalt find No tract is left behind . Fool ! ' tis thy life , and the fond archer thou . Of all the time thou'st shot away , I'll b.d thee fetch but yesterday , And ...
... thou canst call it back , or stay it there . That way it went ; but thou shalt find No tract is left behind . Fool ! ' tis thy life , and the fond archer thou . Of all the time thou'st shot away , I'll b.d thee fetch but yesterday , And ...
Strona 73
... thou made so good , To be snatch'd hence ere better understood ? Snatch'd before half of thee enough was seen ! Thou ripe , and yet thy life but green ' Nor could thy friends take their last sad farewell ; But danger and infectious ...
... thou made so good , To be snatch'd hence ere better understood ? Snatch'd before half of thee enough was seen ! Thou ripe , and yet thy life but green ' Nor could thy friends take their last sad farewell ; But danger and infectious ...
Strona 76
... thou ( though spells and charms with- stand ) Hast brought them nobly home back to their holy land . Ah wretched we , poets of Earth ! but thou Wert living the same poet which thou'rt now ; Whilst angels sing to thee their airs divine ...
... thou ( though spells and charms with- stand ) Hast brought them nobly home back to their holy land . Ah wretched we , poets of Earth ! but thou Wert living the same poet which thou'rt now ; Whilst angels sing to thee their airs divine ...
Strona 79
... thou , Brentford , say , thou ancient town , How many in thy streets fell groveling down : Witness the red - coats weitering in their gore , And dy'd anew into the name they bore : Witness their men blow'd up nto the air All elements ...
... thou , Brentford , say , thou ancient town , How many in thy streets fell groveling down : Witness the red - coats weitering in their gore , And dy'd anew into the name they bore : Witness their men blow'd up nto the air All elements ...
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