Minor English Poets, 1660-1780: A Selection from Alexander Chalmers' The English Poets, Tom 4David P. French B. Blom, 1967 |
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... breast knock'd bleeding on the ground . Yet , yet , alas ! though all my moments fly , Strin'd by a tear , and darken'd in a sigh , Though meagre fasts have on my cheeks display'd The dusk of Death , and sunk me to a shade , Spite of ...
... breast knock'd bleeding on the ground . Yet , yet , alas ! though all my moments fly , Strin'd by a tear , and darken'd in a sigh , Though meagre fasts have on my cheeks display'd The dusk of Death , and sunk me to a shade , Spite of ...
Strona 326
... breast to breast , And bids them laugh at Verres , and his crest . When honest Colin sees the shining ball That gilds the ' Change , and dignifies Whitehall ; Lost in the scenes of turbulence and strife , The farce of grandeur and the ...
... breast to breast , And bids them laugh at Verres , and his crest . When honest Colin sees the shining ball That gilds the ' Change , and dignifies Whitehall ; Lost in the scenes of turbulence and strife , The farce of grandeur and the ...
Strona 505
... breast whose genuine ardours please , Nor need a drug to meliorate the soul . Let the proud Soldan wound th ' Arcadian groves , Or with rude lips th ' Aonian fount profane ; The Muse no more by flowery Ladon roves , She seeks her ...
... breast whose genuine ardours please , Nor need a drug to meliorate the soul . Let the proud Soldan wound th ' Arcadian groves , Or with rude lips th ' Aonian fount profane ; The Muse no more by flowery Ladon roves , She seeks her ...
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Poems of Boyse | 3 |
To his Grace John Duke | 13 |
Address to Poverty | 19 |
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