Specimens of the early English poets [ed. by G. Ellis.]. To which is prefixed an historical sketch of the rise and progress of the English poetry and language. By G. Ellis, Volumen31801 |
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... rest , Whose soft spells charm a troubled breast ; And where those rebels you espy , O ! in your silken cordage tie Their malice up ! so shall I raise Altars to thank your power , and praise The sov'reign virtue of your balm , ' Which ...
... rest , Whose soft spells charm a troubled breast ; And where those rebels you espy , O ! in your silken cordage tie Their malice up ! so shall I raise Altars to thank your power , and praise The sov'reign virtue of your balm , ' Which ...
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... rest ; " Tis no default in us , I dare acquite Thy maiden faith , thy purpose fair and white As thy pure self . Cross planets did envy Us to each other , and heav'n did untie Faster than vows could bind— * * * ** Like turtle doves ...
... rest ; " Tis no default in us , I dare acquite Thy maiden faith , thy purpose fair and white As thy pure self . Cross planets did envy Us to each other , and heav'n did untie Faster than vows could bind— * * * ** Like turtle doves ...
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... rest , And raise my low - pitch'd thoughts above Earth , or what poor mortals love : Thus free from law - suits , and the noise Of princes ' courts I would rejoice . Or with my Bryan , 2 and a book , Loiter long days near Shawford ...
... rest , And raise my low - pitch'd thoughts above Earth , or what poor mortals love : Thus free from law - suits , and the noise Of princes ' courts I would rejoice . Or with my Bryan , 2 and a book , Loiter long days near Shawford ...
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... To th ' air light passage gives ; Resembling still The trembling ill Of tongues of womankind , Which never rest , But still are prest To wave with every wind . * * JOHN HAGTHORPE . A small volume of his poems , [ 111 ]
... To th ' air light passage gives ; Resembling still The trembling ill Of tongues of womankind , Which never rest , But still are prest To wave with every wind . * * JOHN HAGTHORPE . A small volume of his poems , [ 111 ]
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... rest , Whatever chance , hope thou the best . Though wit bids will to blow retreat , Will cannot work as wit could wish . When that the roach doth taste the bait , Too late to warn the hungry fish . When cities burn on fiery flame ...
... rest , Whatever chance , hope thou the best . Though wit bids will to blow retreat , Will cannot work as wit could wish . When that the roach doth taste the bait , Too late to warn the hungry fish . When cities burn on fiery flame ...
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