Fables Antient and Modern: Translated Into Verse from Homer, Ovid, Boccace, and Chaucer: with Original PoemsJ. Tonson, 1713 - 550 страница |
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... behind ; and I am of the Temper of moft Kings , who love to be in Debt , are all for prefent Mony , no mat- ter how they pay it afterwards : Befides , the Nature of a Preface is rambling ; never wholly out of the Way PREFAC E.
... behind ; and I am of the Temper of moft Kings , who love to be in Debt , are all for prefent Mony , no mat- ter how they pay it afterwards : Befides , the Nature of a Preface is rambling ; never wholly out of the Way PREFAC E.
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... king up feven Years at leaft ; but Aristotle has left undeci- ded the Duration of the Action ; which yet is eafily reduc'd into the Compafs of a Year , by a Narration of what pre- ceeded the Return of Palamon to Athens . I had thought ...
... king up feven Years at leaft ; but Aristotle has left undeci- ded the Duration of the Action ; which yet is eafily reduc'd into the Compafs of a Year , by a Narration of what pre- ceeded the Return of Palamon to Athens . I had thought ...
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... King of Naples ) of whom thefe Words are ipoken . Dioneo e Fia- metta gran pezza eantarono infieme d'Arcita , e di Palamone : by which it appears that this Story was written before the time of Boccace ; but the Name of its Author being ...
... King of Naples ) of whom thefe Words are ipoken . Dioneo e Fia- metta gran pezza eantarono infieme d'Arcita , e di Palamone : by which it appears that this Story was written before the time of Boccace ; but the Name of its Author being ...
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... King Arthur in my Preface to the Tranflation of Juvenal . The Guardian Angels of King- doms were Machines too ponderous for him to manage ; and therefore he rejected them as Dares did the Whirl- bats of Eryx when they were thrown before ...
... King Arthur in my Preface to the Tranflation of Juvenal . The Guardian Angels of King- doms were Machines too ponderous for him to manage ; and therefore he rejected them as Dares did the Whirl- bats of Eryx when they were thrown before ...
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... King , th ' Afflicted to redress , And Fame has fill'd the World with thy Succefs : We wretched Women fue for that alone , all Which of thy Goodnefs is refus'd to none : Let fall fome Drops of Pity on our Grief , ! : If what we beg be ...
... King , th ' Afflicted to redress , And Fame has fill'd the World with thy Succefs : We wretched Women fue for that alone , all Which of thy Goodnefs is refus'd to none : Let fall fome Drops of Pity on our Grief , ! : If what we beg be ...
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againſt Ajax Arcite Arms Baucis and Philemon becauſe beſt betwixt Blood Breaſt caft call'd Cauſe Ceyx Chaucer CHIG Cinyras cloſe cou'd cry'd Cymon Dame Death defcended Defire Eaſe Ev'n ev'ry Eyes facred fafe faid fair fame Fate Fear Feaſt fecret feem'd felf fent fhall fhou'd Fight fince firft firſt flain Flames Flow'rs fome foon forc'd fought ftill fuch Goddeſs Grace Hand Heart Heav'n himſelf Honour Houſe join'd Jove King Knight laft laſt leaſt lefs liv'd loft look'd lov'd Love Maid Mind moſt muſt Myrrha o'er Ovid Palamon plac'd pleas'd pleaſe Pleaſure Pow'r Praiſe Pray'r prepar'd preſent Prieſt Prince Publick purfu'd purſue Queen rais'd Reaſon refolv'd reft reſt rifing ſaid ſcarce ſeen ſelf Senfe ſhall ſhe Sire Soul ſpoke ſpread ſtill ſtood Tears Thebes thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thought turn'd Twas whofe whoſe Wife Wiſhes wou'd
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