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Her wit , excelling praise , even all admire ; Her speech was so attractive it might be A cause to raise the mighty Pallas " ire , Ani itir up envy from that deity . The maiden lilies at her sight Wax'd pale with envy , and from thence ...
Her wit , excelling praise , even all admire ; Her speech was so attractive it might be A cause to raise the mighty Pallas " ire , Ani itir up envy from that deity . The maiden lilies at her sight Wax'd pale with envy , and from thence ...
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Thus her mind's fervent passion she exprelt ; " O ftay , bleft foul , stay but a little here , CHEN Babylon's high walls erected were " And take me with you to a lasting reft . By mighty Ninus ' wife , two hɔuses join'd .
Thus her mind's fervent passion she exprelt ; " O ftay , bleft foul , stay but a little here , CHEN Babylon's high walls erected were " And take me with you to a lasting reft . By mighty Ninus ' wife , two hɔuses join'd .
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... green Poely to her perfect age , The author blula there , where the reader must . And made that Art which was a Rage . ' Tis not such lines as almot crack the stage Tell me , ye mighty Three ! what shall I do When Bijazet begins to ...
... green Poely to her perfect age , The author blula there , where the reader must . And made that Art which was a Rage . ' Tis not such lines as almot crack the stage Tell me , ye mighty Three ! what shall I do When Bijazet begins to ...
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Another Mary then arose , And did rigorous laws impose ; A mighty tyrant she ! TO SIR WILLIAM DAVENANT , Long , alas ! should I have been Under that iron - feepter'd quten , FIRST BOOXS OF GONDIBERT Had not Rebecca set me free .
Another Mary then arose , And did rigorous laws impose ; A mighty tyrant she ! TO SIR WILLIAM DAVENANT , Long , alas ! should I have been Under that iron - feepter'd quten , FIRST BOOXS OF GONDIBERT Had not Rebecca set me free .
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The pure and holy , holy , holy , hoit ! whose fpirit mov'd o'er this mighty frame What great reward for lo much zeal is given ? O'th ' British ifle , and out this chaos came . Why , Heaven has thank'd them fince as they the man that ...
The pure and holy , holy , holy , hoit ! whose fpirit mov'd o'er this mighty frame What great reward for lo much zeal is given ? O'th ' British ifle , and out this chaos came . Why , Heaven has thank'd them fince as they the man that ...
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Стр. 128 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
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Стр. 132 - Through the dear might of him that walked the waves Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops and sweet societies That sing, and singing in their glory move And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
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Стр. 130 - And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.