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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... bring ; Here lilies wash , and grow more white , And daffodils , to see themselves , delight . Here a fresh arbour gives her amorous shade , Which Nature , the best gardener , made , Here I would sit and sing rude lays , Such as the ...
... bring ; Here lilies wash , and grow more white , And daffodils , to see themselves , delight . Here a fresh arbour gives her amorous shade , Which Nature , the best gardener , made , Here I would sit and sing rude lays , Such as the ...
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... bring , All neighbour countries envying . Happy who did remain Unborn till Charles's reign ! Where dreaming chymics ! is your pain and cost ? How is your oil , how is your labour lost ! Our Charles , blest alchymist ! ( though strange ...
... bring , All neighbour countries envying . Happy who did remain Unborn till Charles's reign ! Where dreaming chymics ! is your pain and cost ? How is your oil , how is your labour lost ! Our Charles , blest alchymist ! ( though strange ...
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... bring ; No tuneful birds play with their wonted cheer , And call the learned youths to hear ; No whistling winds through the glad branches fly : But all , with sad solemnity , Mute and unmoved be , Mute as the grave wherein my friend ...
... bring ; No tuneful birds play with their wonted cheer , And call the learned youths to hear ; No whistling winds through the glad branches fly : But all , with sad solemnity , Mute and unmoved be , Mute as the grave wherein my friend ...
Strona 75
... bring your tropes and figures here , Strange as to bring camels and elephants were ; And metaphor is so unknown a thing , ' Twould need the preface of God save the king . Yet this I'll say , for th ' honour of the place , That , by God ...
... bring your tropes and figures here , Strange as to bring camels and elephants were ; And metaphor is so unknown a thing , ' Twould need the preface of God save the king . Yet this I'll say , for th ' honour of the place , That , by God ...
Strona 79
... bring , And male God glorious , as they made the king : O happy town , that to lov'd Charles's sight , In those sad times , gav'st safety and delight , The fate which civil war itself doth bless ! Scarce would'st thou change for peace ...
... bring , And male God glorious , as they made the king : O happy town , that to lov'd Charles's sight , In those sad times , gav'st safety and delight , The fate which civil war itself doth bless ! Scarce would'st thou change for peace ...
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