Roach's Beauties of the Modern Poets of Great Britain: Carefully Selected and Arranged in Six VolumesJ. Roach, 1792 |
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... once , how honor'd , read How low , how little now , look down and fee ; Hence learn to know thyfelf ; for ' tis decreed , That thou as little and as low fhalt be ‡ . * Herein the rich , the honour'd , fam'd and great , See the falfe ...
... once , how honor'd , read How low , how little now , look down and fee ; Hence learn to know thyfelf ; for ' tis decreed , That thou as little and as low fhalt be ‡ . * Herein the rich , the honour'd , fam'd and great , See the falfe ...
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... Once life and 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 ...
... Once life and 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 ...
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... ( Once he was rich , the world efteem'd him wife ) Schemes unaccomplish'd labour'd in his mind , And all his thoughts were to this world confin'd ; Death came unlook'd for , from his grafping hands Down dropt his bags , and mortgages of ...
... ( Once he was rich , the world efteem'd him wife ) Schemes unaccomplish'd labour'd in his mind , And all his thoughts were to this world confin'd ; Death came unlook'd for , from his grafping hands Down dropt his bags , and mortgages of ...
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... once , yea twice , but man perceiveth it not in dreams and vifions of the night , when deep fleep fallet upon man . JOB Xxxii . 14 . I dream't , that buried in my fellow - clay , Clofe by a common beggar's fide I lay ; And as fo mean an ...
... once , yea twice , but man perceiveth it not in dreams and vifions of the night , when deep fleep fallet upon man . JOB Xxxii . 14 . I dream't , that buried in my fellow - clay , Clofe by a common beggar's fide I lay ; And as fo mean an ...
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... once fam'd , now dubious or forgot , And buried ' midft the wreck of things which were ; There lie interr'd the moft illuftrious dead . The wind is up : hark how it howls ! methinks , Till now , I never heard a found fo dreary : Doors ...
... once fam'd , now dubious or forgot , And buried ' midft the wreck of things which were ; There lie interr'd the moft illuftrious dead . The wind is up : hark how it howls ! methinks , Till now , I never heard a found fo dreary : Doors ...
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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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