The Works of the English Poets, Volume 12E. Cox, 1779 - 336 pages |
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... the blushing rofe , Here , baleful eugh with deadly cyprefs grows . Here then , extended on this wither'd mofs , We'll lie , and thou fhalt fing of Albion's lofs , Of Albion's lofs , and of Paftora's death , Begin B 3 Of [ 5 ]
... the blushing rofe , Here , baleful eugh with deadly cyprefs grows . Here then , extended on this wither'd mofs , We'll lie , and thou fhalt fing of Albion's lofs , Of Albion's lofs , and of Paftora's death , Begin B 3 Of [ 5 ]
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... thou with every bay and laurel crown'd , And high as Pan himself in song renown'd , Yet would not all thy art avail , to show Verfe worthy of her name , or of our woe : But fuch true paffion in thy face appears , In thy pale lips ...
... thou with every bay and laurel crown'd , And high as Pan himself in song renown'd , Yet would not all thy art avail , to show Verfe worthy of her name , or of our woe : But fuch true paffion in thy face appears , In thy pale lips ...
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... thou , Thalia , darling of my breast , By whom infpir'd , I fung at Comus ' feast ; While in a ring the jolly rural throng Have fat and fmil'd to hear my chearful fong : Begone , with all thy mirth and fprightly lays , My pipe , no ...
... thou , Thalia , darling of my breast , By whom infpir'd , I fung at Comus ' feast ; While in a ring the jolly rural throng Have fat and fmil'd to hear my chearful fong : Begone , with all thy mirth and fprightly lays , My pipe , no ...
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... thou trace , what hidden worlds ex- plore ! Through feas , earth , air , and the wide - circling fky , What is not fought and feen by thy all - piercing eye ! IV . ' Twas now , when flowery lawns the IV . 14 CONGREVE'S POEMS .
... thou trace , what hidden worlds ex- plore ! Through feas , earth , air , and the wide - circling fky , What is not fought and feen by thy all - piercing eye ! IV . ' Twas now , when flowery lawns the IV . 14 CONGREVE'S POEMS .
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... thou grown of this unwonted flight , And doft with pain of triumphs fing . More fit for thee , refume thy rural reeds ; For war let more harmonious harps be strung : Sing thou of love , and leave great William's deeds To him who fung ...
... thou grown of this unwonted flight , And doft with pain of triumphs fing . More fit for thee , refume thy rural reeds ; For war let more harmonious harps be strung : Sing thou of love , and leave great William's deeds To him who fung ...
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