Poetical Miscellanies: Consisting of Original Poems and TranslationsJ. Tonson, 1714 - 318 страница |
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... never known Delight , Unless it was to mourn : But oh ! alas ! with weeping Eyes And bleeding Heart I lie , Thinking on her , whofe Abfence ' tis , That makes me wifh to die . Buck . No Joy but you , no Life but yours I own ; I muft ...
... never known Delight , Unless it was to mourn : But oh ! alas ! with weeping Eyes And bleeding Heart I lie , Thinking on her , whofe Abfence ' tis , That makes me wifh to die . Buck . No Joy but you , no Life but yours I own ; I muft ...
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... never glide away . Oldh . Move fwiftly , Sun , and fly a Lover's Pace ; Leave Weeks and Months behind thee in thy Race . An Age , in her Embraces paft , Would feem a Winter's Day ; Dryd . ( C. of Gran . p . z . Where Life and Light ...
... never glide away . Oldh . Move fwiftly , Sun , and fly a Lover's Pace ; Leave Weeks and Months behind thee in thy Race . An Age , in her Embraces paft , Would feem a Winter's Day ; Dryd . ( C. of Gran . p . z . Where Life and Light ...
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... never err ; And fets the People in the Papal Chair . The Reafon's obvious ; Intreft never lies ; The Moft have ftill their Int'reft in their Eyes , The Pow'r is always theirs , and Pow'r is ever wife . Thus this new Jehu fpurs the hot ...
... never err ; And fets the People in the Papal Chair . The Reafon's obvious ; Intreft never lies ; The Moft have ftill their Int'reft in their Eyes , The Pow'r is always theirs , and Pow'r is ever wife . Thus this new Jehu fpurs the hot ...
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... never frighten from their Place . Oldh . Bion . ADULTERY The Stain of Violation is upon thee , The ruddy fpot frefl , ardent on thy Face : Thy Cheeks are burning with th'Adult'rer's Mark , His Print is on thy Lips ; thy melted Eyes Yet ...
... never frighten from their Place . Oldh . Bion . ADULTERY The Stain of Violation is upon thee , The ruddy fpot frefl , ardent on thy Face : Thy Cheeks are burning with th'Adult'rer's Mark , His Print is on thy Lips ; thy melted Eyes Yet ...
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... never dream of more . Lee , Cæf . Borg , For , I would chufe to scramble at a Door , Make my loath'd Meals out of the common Basket , With dungeon Villains ; wallow in the Stews , And get my Bread by pois'ning my firm Limbs , Ere pafs ...
... never dream of more . Lee , Cæf . Borg , For , I would chufe to scramble at a Door , Make my loath'd Meals out of the common Basket , With dungeon Villains ; wallow in the Stews , And get my Bread by pois'ning my firm Limbs , Ere pafs ...
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