Roach's Beauties of the Modern Poets of Great Britain: Carefully Selected and Arranged in Six VolumesJ. Roach, 1792 |
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... foul inform'd this mass of duft : Around these bones , now broken and decay'd , The fireams of life in various channels play'd : Perhaps that fkull , fo horrible to view , Was fome fair maid's , ye belles ! as fair as you . These hollow ...
... foul inform'd this mass of duft : Around these bones , now broken and decay'd , The fireams of life in various channels play'd : Perhaps that fkull , fo horrible to view , Was fome fair maid's , ye belles ! as fair as you . These hollow ...
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... foul immortal , in immortal fong . · Hark ! thus death fpeaks ; ingenious fons of men , Why boaft the chiffel , pencil , or the pen ? Will Fame , who oft denies her children bread , Deceive the living , difcompofe the dead ? * What am I ...
... foul immortal , in immortal fong . · Hark ! thus death fpeaks ; ingenious fons of men , Why boaft the chiffel , pencil , or the pen ? Will Fame , who oft denies her children bread , Deceive the living , difcompofe the dead ? * What am I ...
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... foul bird Rook'd in the fpire fcreams loud ; the gloomy aifles Black plaifter'd and hung round with fhreds of fcutcheons And tatter'd coats of arms , fend back the found , Laden with heavier airs , from the low vaults , The mansions of ...
... foul bird Rook'd in the fpire fcreams loud ; the gloomy aifles Black plaifter'd and hung round with fhreds of fcutcheons And tatter'd coats of arms , fend back the found , Laden with heavier airs , from the low vaults , The mansions of ...
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... foul ; Sweet'ner of life ! and folder + of fociety ! I owe thee much . Thou haft deserved from me Far , far beyond what I can ever pay . Oft have I prov'd the labours of thy love , And the warm efforts of the gentle heart Anxious to ...
... foul ; Sweet'ner of life ! and folder + of fociety ! I owe thee much . Thou haft deserved from me Far , far beyond what I can ever pay . Oft have I prov'd the labours of thy love , And the warm efforts of the gentle heart Anxious to ...
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... foul feeder } Coarse fare and carrion , please thee full as well , And leave as keen a relish on the fenfe . Look how the fair one weeps ! the conscious tears Stand thick as dew drops on the bells of flow'rs : Honeft effufion ! the ...
... foul feeder } Coarse fare and carrion , please thee full as well , And leave as keen a relish on the fenfe . Look how the fair one weeps ! the conscious tears Stand thick as dew drops on the bells of flow'rs : Honeft effufion ! the ...
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Abelard arms beauteous befide Bertram bleffings blefs'd bleft blifs bofom breaft BRINKBURN Priory caft charms clofe dæmon death defire diff'rent duft Emma Emma's ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fair falfe fame fate fear fecret feek fhade fhall fhare fhine fhould fide fighs filence firft fkies flame fleep fmiling foft folemn fome fond fons foon forrow foul fpread frike ftands ftate fteps ftill ftream fuch fwain fweet grave guife heart Heaven Henry Hermit juft laft lefs loft lord lov'd maid manfion mankind mind mofs muft muſt ne'er night Northumberland Nut-brown Maid o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH paffion pain PERCY pleaſure pow'r praife pray'r pride raiſe Reafon reft rife rofe round tears thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thro toil tomb truth uſe virtue wand'ring Warkworth wealth weep Whilft whofe wretch young youth
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