Fables Antient and Modern: Translated Into Verse from Homer, Ovid, Boccace, and Chaucer: with Original PoemsJ. Tonson, 1713 - 550 страница |
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... live long enough to deserve Correction . It was alfo neceflary fome- times to restore the Senfe of Chaucer , which was loft or mangled in the Errors of the Prefs : Let this Example fuffice at present in the Story of Palamon and Arcite ...
... live long enough to deserve Correction . It was alfo neceflary fome- times to restore the Senfe of Chaucer , which was loft or mangled in the Errors of the Prefs : Let this Example fuffice at present in the Story of Palamon and Arcite ...
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... live together , I fhall not be thought the worft Poet of the Age . It looks as if I had defir'd him underhand to write fo ill against me : But upon my honeft Word I have not brib'd him to do me this Service , and am wholly guiltless of ...
... live together , I fhall not be thought the worft Poet of the Age . It looks as if I had defir'd him underhand to write fo ill against me : But upon my honeft Word I have not brib'd him to do me this Service , and am wholly guiltless of ...
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... live : Unwelcome Freedom , and unthank'd Reprieve : Heav'n is not but where Emily abides , And where he's absent , all is Hell befides . Next to my Day of Birth , was that accurst Which bound my Friendship to Perithous first : Had I not ...
... live : Unwelcome Freedom , and unthank'd Reprieve : Heav'n is not but where Emily abides , And where he's absent , all is Hell befides . Next to my Day of Birth , was that accurst Which bound my Friendship to Perithous first : Had I not ...
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... live , [ give , And fee unknown my Mistress Day by Day : He faid ; and cloath'd himself in course Array ; A lab'ring Hind in fhew : Then forth he went And to th ' Athenian Tow'rs his Journey bent : One Squire attended in the fame ...
... live , [ give , And fee unknown my Mistress Day by Day : He faid ; and cloath'd himself in course Array ; A lab'ring Hind in fhew : Then forth he went And to th ' Athenian Tow'rs his Journey bent : One Squire attended in the fame ...
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... , [ were dealt : When hiffing thro ' the Skies the feather'd Deaths As I defire to live a Virgin - life , Nor know the Name of Mother or of Wife . 1 [ Pride . Thy Votrefs from my tender Years I Book III . 71 The Knight's Tale .
... , [ were dealt : When hiffing thro ' the Skies the feather'd Deaths As I defire to live a Virgin - life , Nor know the Name of Mother or of Wife . 1 [ Pride . Thy Votrefs from my tender Years I Book III . 71 The Knight's Tale .
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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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