Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry, Tomy 5-6J. Bell, 1789 |
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... bright assemblage treasur'd there ; 20 You trace the chain that links his deep design , And pour new lustre on the glowing line . Yet deign to hear the efforts of a Muse , Whose eye , not wing , his ardent flight pursues ; Intent from ...
... bright assemblage treasur'd there ; 20 You trace the chain that links his deep design , And pour new lustre on the glowing line . Yet deign to hear the efforts of a Muse , Whose eye , not wing , his ardent flight pursues ; Intent from ...
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... bright flame from virtue ne'er had sprung , And man was guilty ere the poet sung . This Muse in silence joy'd each better age , Till glowing crimes had wak'd her into rage . Truth saw her honest spleen with new delight , And bade her ...
... bright flame from virtue ne'er had sprung , And man was guilty ere the poet sung . This Muse in silence joy'd each better age , Till glowing crimes had wak'd her into rage . Truth saw her honest spleen with new delight , And bade her ...
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... bright , Reflects not nature , but confounds the sight . Dry morals the court - poet blush'd to sing : ' Twas all his praise to say " the oddest thing . " Proud for a jest obscene , a patron's nod , To martyr Virtue , or blaspheme his ...
... bright , Reflects not nature , but confounds the sight . Dry morals the court - poet blush'd to sing : ' Twas all his praise to say " the oddest thing . " Proud for a jest obscene , a patron's nod , To martyr Virtue , or blaspheme his ...
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... bright Palladium of the place , And smoak'd in kitchens , or in auctions sold , To better features yields the frame of gold ; For now no more we trace in every line Heroic worth , benevolence divine : The form distorted justifies the ...
... bright Palladium of the place , And smoak'd in kitchens , or in auctions sold , To better features yields the frame of gold ; For now no more we trace in every line Heroic worth , benevolence divine : The form distorted justifies the ...
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... bright approach , And shun the shining train and golden coach . 230 In vain these dangers past , your doors you close , And hope the balmy blessings of repose : Cruel with guilt , and daring with despair , The midnight murd'rer bursts ...
... bright approach , And shun the shining train and golden coach . 230 In vain these dangers past , your doors you close , And hope the balmy blessings of repose : Cruel with guilt , and daring with despair , The midnight murd'rer bursts ...
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