The Works of the English Poets: YoungH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... fatire , on mankind ; And while it fatisfies , it cenfures too . To common fenfe , great Nature's courfe proclaims A Deity when mankind falls asleep , : A Miracle is fent , as an alarm ; To wake the world , and prove Him o'er again , By ...
... fatire , on mankind ; And while it fatisfies , it cenfures too . To common fenfe , great Nature's courfe proclaims A Deity when mankind falls asleep , : A Miracle is fent , as an alarm ; To wake the world , and prove Him o'er again , By ...
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... fatire lefs engage you than applause ; It fhews a generous mind to wink at flaws : Is genius yours ? Be yours a glorious end , Be your king's , country's , truth's , religion's friend The public glory by your own beget ; Run nations ...
... fatire lefs engage you than applause ; It fhews a generous mind to wink at flaws : Is genius yours ? Be yours a glorious end , Be your king's , country's , truth's , religion's friend The public glory by your own beget ; Run nations ...
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... fatire on to - day , And fhews its weakness . Whom fhall men believe , When constantly themselves , themfelves deceive ? II . Long had I bid my once - lov'd Mufe adieu ; You warm old age ; my paffion burns anew . How fweet your verse ...
... fatire on to - day , And fhews its weakness . Whom fhall men believe , When constantly themselves , themfelves deceive ? II . Long had I bid my once - lov'd Mufe adieu ; You warm old age ; my paffion burns anew . How fweet your verse ...
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Æther art thou beams beneath bleffing blifs boaft boaſt boundleſs breaſt Britain Britain's Britannia's cauſe Codrus darkneſs death defcend diftant divine dread earth eternal facred fafe fame fate fatire feas fenfe fhall fhine fhould fing firſt fkies flame fleep fmile fome fong fons forrow foul fpirits ftand ftars ftill ftreams fubject fuch fwell genius glorious glory gods heart heaven human immortal juſt laſt lefs leſs Lorenzo luftre man's mankind mighty moft mortal moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt nature's ne'er night numbers o'er paffion pain paſt peace Pindar pleaſe pleaſure praife praiſe preſent pride profe proud raiſe reafon refign'd Refignation rife riſe ſcene ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſhine ſkies ſmile ſpeak ſphere ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtill ſtorm ſtrikes thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand throne Trade virtue Voltaire whofe whoſe wiſdom wiſh
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