The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volume 29Samuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... Greedy of fight , and negligent of food . No more the nymphs fhall with foft tales delight Her cars , no more with dances please her fight : B 4 Nor Nor ever more shall swain make fong of mirth , THE MOURNING MUSE OF ALEXIS . 7.
... Greedy of fight , and negligent of food . No more the nymphs fhall with foft tales delight Her cars , no more with dances please her fight : B 4 Nor Nor ever more shall swain make fong of mirth , THE MOURNING MUSE OF ALEXIS . 7.
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... foft and circling arms Themselves are clay , and cold are all her charms Cold are thofe lips , which he no more must kiss , And cold that bofom , once all downy blifs ; On whofe foft pillows , lull'd in fweet delights , He us'd , in ...
... foft and circling arms Themselves are clay , and cold are all her charms Cold are thofe lips , which he no more must kiss , And cold that bofom , once all downy blifs ; On whofe foft pillows , lull'd in fweet delights , He us'd , in ...
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... foft , and ftill , the filver furface glides . The Zephyrs fan the fields , the whispering breeze With fragrant breath remurmurs through the trees . The warbling birds , applauding new - born light , In wanton measures wing their airy ...
... foft , and ftill , the filver furface glides . The Zephyrs fan the fields , the whispering breeze With fragrant breath remurmurs through the trees . The warbling birds , applauding new - born light , In wanton measures wing their airy ...
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... foft , and ftill , the filver furface glides . The Zephyrs fan the fields , the whispering breeze With fragrant breath remurmurs through the trees . The warbling birds , applauding new - born light , In wanton measures wing their airy ...
... foft , and ftill , the filver furface glides . The Zephyrs fan the fields , the whispering breeze With fragrant breath remurmurs through the trees . The warbling birds , applauding new - born light , In wanton measures wing their airy ...
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... was brought , Wrapt in foft purple palls , and richly wrought , In which the facred afhes were interr'd , Then o'er his grave a monument they rear'd . Mean S Achilles ' tent ; which having performed , he HELEN'S LAMENTATION , 43.
... was brought , Wrapt in foft purple palls , and richly wrought , In which the facred afhes were interr'd , Then o'er his grave a monument they rear'd . Mean S Achilles ' tent ; which having performed , he HELEN'S LAMENTATION , 43.
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Page 35 - Such idle themes no more can move, Nor any thing but what's of high import : And what's of high import, but love £ Vervain and gums, and the green turf prepare ; With wine of two years old your cups be fill'd : After our facrifice and prayer, The goddefs may incline her heart to yield.
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