The Poetical Works of Collins, Gray, and Beattie: With Lord Byron's English Bards and Scotch Reviewers, Hours of IdlenessBaynes and Son, 1824 - 446 pages |
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... sleep : Or some swoln serpent twist his scales around , And wake to anguish with a burning wound . Thrice happy they , the wise contented poor , From lust of wealth , and dread of death secure ! They tempt no deserts , and no griefs ...
... sleep : Or some swoln serpent twist his scales around , And wake to anguish with a burning wound . Thrice happy they , the wise contented poor , From lust of wealth , and dread of death secure ! They tempt no deserts , and no griefs ...
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... sleep : And with him thousand phantoms join'd , Who prompt to deeds accursed the mind : And those , the fiends , who near allied , O'er Nature's wounds , and wrecks preside ; While Vengeance ; in the lurid air , Lifts her red arm ...
... sleep : And with him thousand phantoms join'd , Who prompt to deeds accursed the mind : And those , the fiends , who near allied , O'er Nature's wounds , and wrecks preside ; While Vengeance ; in the lurid air , Lifts her red arm ...
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... sons of soul , was known , And Heaven , and Fancy , kindred powers , Have now o'erturn'd th ' inspiring bowers , Or curtain'd close such scenes from every future view . ODE , WRITTEN IN THE YEAR MDCCXLVI . How sleep.
... sons of soul , was known , And Heaven , and Fancy , kindred powers , Have now o'erturn'd th ' inspiring bowers , Or curtain'd close such scenes from every future view . ODE , WRITTEN IN THE YEAR MDCCXLVI . How sleep.
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... sleep the brave , who sink to rest , By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring , with dewy fingers cold , Returns to deck their hallow'd mould , She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod . By fairy ...
... sleep the brave , who sink to rest , By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring , with dewy fingers cold , Returns to deck their hallow'd mould , She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod . By fairy ...
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... sleep : Before whose breathing bosom's balm , Rage drops his steel , and storms grow calm ; Her let our sires and matrons hoar Welcome to Britain's ravaged shore ; Our youths , enamour'd of the fair , Play with the tangles of her hair ...
... sleep : Before whose breathing bosom's balm , Rage drops his steel , and storms grow calm ; Her let our sires and matrons hoar Welcome to Britain's ravaged shore ; Our youths , enamour'd of the fair , Play with the tangles of her hair ...
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