A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes, Том 4Robert Dodsley J. Dodsley, 1782 |
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... breathing Morn , The swallow twitt'ring from the straw - built fhed , The cock's fhrill clarion , or the echoing horn , No more fhall rouse them from their lowly bed . returns an echo . The four ftanzas beginning , Yet ev'n these bones ...
... breathing Morn , The swallow twitt'ring from the straw - built fhed , The cock's fhrill clarion , or the echoing horn , No more fhall rouse them from their lowly bed . returns an echo . The four ftanzas beginning , Yet ev'n these bones ...
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... animated bust , Back to its manfion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the filent duft , Or Flatt'ry footh the dull cold ear of Death ? A 2 Perhaps Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart , [ 3 ]
... animated bust , Back to its manfion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the filent duft , Or Flatt'ry footh the dull cold ear of Death ? A 2 Perhaps Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart , [ 3 ]
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... Breath'd the free ftrain , as Rome and He inspir❜d : And claffic judgement gain'd to sweet Racine The temp❜rate strength of Maro's chaster line . But wilder far the British laurel spread , And wreaths lefs artful crown our poet's head ...
... Breath'd the free ftrain , as Rome and He inspir❜d : And claffic judgement gain'd to sweet Racine The temp❜rate strength of Maro's chaster line . But wilder far the British laurel spread , And wreaths lefs artful crown our poet's head ...
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Robert Dodsley. Methinks ev'n now I view fome free defign , Where breathing Nature lives in every line : Chafte and fubdu'd the modeft lights decay , Steal into shades , and mildly melt away . -And fee , where Antony in tears approv❜d ...
Robert Dodsley. Methinks ev'n now I view fome free defign , Where breathing Nature lives in every line : Chafte and fubdu'd the modeft lights decay , Steal into shades , and mildly melt away . -And fee , where Antony in tears approv❜d ...
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... breathing Spring . II . No wailing ghoft shall dare appear To vex with fhrieks this quiet grove : But fhepherd lads affemble here . And melting virgins own their love . III . No III . No wither'd witch fhall here be seen , [ 78 ] A SONG ...
... breathing Spring . II . No wailing ghoft shall dare appear To vex with fhrieks this quiet grove : But fhepherd lads affemble here . And melting virgins own their love . III . No III . No wither'd witch fhall here be seen , [ 78 ] A SONG ...
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beneath beſt bleft bloom bluſh boaſt bofom bow'r breaſt bright cauſe charms dæmons dear diftant eaſe erft Ev'n eyes facred fafe fage fair fame fate fcene fear feat fhade fhall fhine fide figh filent fing firſt flain fleep flow'rs fmiles foft folemn fome fong fons foon footh forrow foul fuch fure fweet fwelling fword grace grove heart heav'n Henry Pelham himſelf honour laſt lyre maid mind moſt mourn Mufe Muſe muſt night nymphs o'er paffion pain paſt peace penfive plain pleaſe pleaſure Pompey pow'r praiſe pride purſue raiſe reafon reſt rife riſe rofe roſe ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhould ſkies ſky ſmile ſpeak ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtore ſtray ſtream ſweet taſte tears thee theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand toil tranſport truth vale virtue Whilſt whofe Whoſe wiſdom wiſh youth
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