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Beauteous Semele does no less Her cruel midwife , Thunder , bless ; Whilst , sporting with the Gods on high , She ' enjoys secure their company ; Plays with lightnings as they fly , Nor trembles at the bright embraces of the Deity .
Beauteous Semele does no less Her cruel midwife , Thunder , bless ; Whilst , sporting with the Gods on high , She ' enjoys secure their company ; Plays with lightnings as they fly , Nor trembles at the bright embraces of the Deity .
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... Nor aught to labour owe For food , that whilst it nourishes does decay , And in the lamp of life consumes away . Thrice had these men through mortal bodies past , Did thrice the trial undergo , Till all their little dross was purg'd ...
... Nor aught to labour owe For food , that whilst it nourishes does decay , And in the lamp of life consumes away . Thrice had these men through mortal bodies past , Did thrice the trial undergo , Till all their little dross was purg'd ...
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Chromius and thou art met aright , For , as by nature thou doit write , So he by nature loves , and does by nature fight . VOL . II . C Nature . Nature herself , whilst in the womb he was , FIRST NEMÆ AN ODE . 17.
Chromius and thou art met aright , For , as by nature thou doit write , So he by nature loves , and does by nature fight . VOL . II . C Nature . Nature herself , whilst in the womb he was , FIRST NEMÆ AN ODE . 17.
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Nature herself , whilst in the womb he was , Sow'd strength and beauty through the formning mass ; They mov'd the vital lump in every part , And carv'd the members out with wondrous art . She fill'd his mind with courage , and with wit ...
Nature herself , whilst in the womb he was , Sow'd strength and beauty through the formning mass ; They mov'd the vital lump in every part , And carv'd the members out with wondrous art . She fill'd his mind with courage , and with wit ...
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Whilst the dance lasts , how long foe'er it be , My music's voice shall bear it company ; Till all gentle notes be drown'd In the last trumpet's dreadful sound : That to the spheres themselves shall silence bring , Untune the universal ...
Whilst the dance lasts , how long foe'er it be , My music's voice shall bear it company ; Till all gentle notes be drown'd In the last trumpet's dreadful sound : That to the spheres themselves shall silence bring , Untune the universal ...
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| Title | The Works of the English Poets, Volume 1 |
| Author | Abraham Cowley |
| Editors | Samuel Johnson, C. Bathrust (Londres) |
| Publisher | H. Hughs, 1779 |
| Original from | the Complutense University of Madrid |
| Digitized | 3 Aug 2009 |
| Length | 407 pages |
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