Cowley. Denham. Milton. Butler. Rochester. Roscommon. Otway. Waller. Pomfret. Dorset. Stepney. J. Philips. WalshSamuel Johnson A. Miller, 1800 |
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... brought Maro to his funeral flame , And would have ended in that fire his fame ; Burning thofe lofty lines which now fhall be Time's conquerors , and out - last eternity . Even fo lov'd Clarke from death no ' fcape could find , Though ...
... brought Maro to his funeral flame , And would have ended in that fire his fame ; Burning thofe lofty lines which now fhall be Time's conquerors , and out - last eternity . Even fo lov'd Clarke from death no ' fcape could find , Though ...
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... brought on me An action of trespass ; till the young man Aforefaid , in the fatin fuit , began Toftrike me doubtlefs there had been a fray , Had not I providently skipp'd away Without replying : for to fcold is ill , Where every tongue ...
... brought on me An action of trespass ; till the young man Aforefaid , in the fatin fuit , began Toftrike me doubtlefs there had been a fray , Had not I providently skipp'd away Without replying : for to fcold is ill , Where every tongue ...
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... brought the word of joy in , which was born An hail to all ! let us an hail return ! From you came ; " God fave " into the world therc Our echo hail is but an empty name . Gratia Plena . HOW loaded hives are with their honey fill'd ...
... brought the word of joy in , which was born An hail to all ! let us an hail return ! From you came ; " God fave " into the world therc Our echo hail is but an empty name . Gratia Plena . HOW loaded hives are with their honey fill'd ...
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... brought green Poefy to her perfect age , And made that Art which was a Rage . Tell me , ye mighty Three ! what shall I do To be like one of you ? But you have climb'd the mountain's top , there fit On the calm flourishing head of it ...
... brought green Poefy to her perfect age , And made that Art which was a Rage . Tell me , ye mighty Three ! what shall I do To be like one of you ? But you have climb'd the mountain's top , there fit On the calm flourishing head of it ...
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... brought , That moving statues feem'd , and fo they fought ? No way for death but by disease appear'd , Cannon , and mines , and fiege , they fcarcely fear'd : Till , ' gainst all hopes , they prov'd in this fad fight Too weak to ftand ...
... brought , That moving statues feem'd , and fo they fought ? No way for death but by disease appear'd , Cannon , and mines , and fiege , they fcarcely fear'd : Till , ' gainst all hopes , they prov'd in this fad fight Too weak to ftand ...
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