The Works of the English Poets, Volume 20J. Nichols, 1779 - 432 pages |
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Page 93
... cries - Athens ; honeft Truth - Moorfields . Thus fool'd , he flounces on through floods of ink ; Flags with full - fail ; and rifes but to fink . Some venal pens fo proftitute the bays , Their panegyrics lafh ; their fatires praise ...
... cries - Athens ; honeft Truth - Moorfields . Thus fool'd , he flounces on through floods of ink ; Flags with full - fail ; and rifes but to fink . Some venal pens fo proftitute the bays , Their panegyrics lafh ; their fatires praise ...
Page 101
... cries ; Or fome fair daughter of the diftant skies ; That , in compaffion , leave your crystal sphere , To guard some favour'd charge , and wander here : Slight not my fuit , nor too ungentle prove ; 255 But pity one , a novice yet in ...
... cries ; Or fome fair daughter of the diftant skies ; That , in compaffion , leave your crystal sphere , To guard some favour'd charge , and wander here : Slight not my fuit , nor too ungentle prove ; 255 But pity one , a novice yet in ...
Page 133
... Or fhade the golden luftre of her fire . In filthy fogs the hides the chearful noon ; The guard at diftance , and the youth alone : By thofe fair eves , fhe cries , and every K 3 By OVID'S METAMORPHOSES . Book XIV . 133.
... Or fhade the golden luftre of her fire . In filthy fogs the hides the chearful noon ; The guard at diftance , and the youth alone : By thofe fair eves , fhe cries , and every K 3 By OVID'S METAMORPHOSES . Book XIV . 133.
Page 134
... cries , and every grace That finish all the wonders of your face , Oh ! I conjure thee , hear a queen complain ; Nor let the fun's foft lineage fue in vain . Whoe'er thou art , reply'd the king , forbear , None can my paffion with my ...
... cries , and every grace That finish all the wonders of your face , Oh ! I conjure thee , hear a queen complain ; Nor let the fun's foft lineage fue in vain . Whoe'er thou art , reply'd the king , forbear , None can my paffion with my ...
Page 153
... began To feel his fellow's brows , and find the man . Cippus then shakes his garland off , and cries , The wretch you want , I offer to your eyes . The The anxious throng look'd down , and , fad in OVID'S METAMORPHOSES . Book XV . 153.
... began To feel his fellow's brows , and find the man . Cippus then shakes his garland off , and cries , The wretch you want , I offer to your eyes . The The anxious throng look'd down , and , fad in OVID'S METAMORPHOSES . Book XV . 153.
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