Cowley. Denham. Milton. Butler. Rochester. Roscommon. Otway. Waller. Pomfret. Dorset. Stepney. J. Philips. Walsh |
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... when the reader shall know in what respects be look upon me as a dead , or at least a dying person , and upon my Muse in this action , as appearing , like the Emperor Charles the Fifth , and affitting at her own funeral .
... when the reader shall know in what respects be look upon me as a dead , or at least a dying person , and upon my Muse in this action , as appearing , like the Emperor Charles the Fifth , and affitting at her own funeral .
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... who neighs , as if he were Proud to be view'd by bright Constantia . But his poor master , though to see her move His joy , dares shew no look betraying love . B CG Who thus exclaims ( for a swoln heart would ENGLISH POET S. ...
... who neighs , as if he were Proud to be view'd by bright Constantia . But his poor master , though to see her move His joy , dares shew no look betraying love . B CG Who thus exclaims ( for a swoln heart would ENGLISH POET S. ...
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... His learning had out - run the rest of heirs , I thank her more , becausc she found out you : Stol'n beard from Time , and leapt to twenty Io whose each look I may a sentence fee ; years . la whose each deed , a teaching homily .
... His learning had out - run the rest of heirs , I thank her more , becausc she found out you : Stol'n beard from Time , and leapt to twenty Io whose each look I may a sentence fee ; years . la whose each deed , a teaching homily .
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These men are Fortune's jewels , mouldid bright ; Brought forth with their own fire and light : If I , ler vulgar sione , for either look , Out of myselí it must be strook . Yet I must on ; What found is ' t itrikes nine car ?
These men are Fortune's jewels , mouldid bright ; Brought forth with their own fire and light : If I , ler vulgar sione , for either look , Out of myselí it must be strook . Yet I must on ; What found is ' t itrikes nine car ?
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11 lis great looks what cheerful anger fhone ! in vain , alas ! it feeks to wcak defence ; Sad war , and joyful triumphs mix'd in onc . For his keen sword brings it again from thence . in the same buns of his majestic eye , Yet grieves ...
11 lis great looks what cheerful anger fhone ! in vain , alas ! it feeks to wcak defence ; Sad war , and joyful triumphs mix'd in onc . For his keen sword brings it again from thence . in the same buns of his majestic eye , Yet grieves ...
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