A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley]. |
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... each philosophick fade , Where Truth and Virtue erst were deem'd to lie ; If
haply the fair vagrants het mote spy , Or hear the musick of their charming lore :
But all unable there to satisfy His curious soul , he turn'd him to explore The
facred ...
... each philosophick fade , Where Truth and Virtue erst were deem'd to lie ; If
haply the fair vagrants het mote spy , Or hear the musick of their charming lore :
But all unable there to satisfy His curious soul , he turn'd him to explore The
facred ...
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Yes : let me cherish that remembrance still ; That thought alone shall soften ev'ry
ill ; To tell my soul , his love , his truth was such , All was his due , nor have I done
too much . XIII . Deceitful comfort ! let me not persuade My cred'lous heart its ...
Yes : let me cherish that remembrance still ; That thought alone shall soften ev'ry
ill ; To tell my soul , his love , his truth was such , All was his due , nor have I done
too much . XIII . Deceitful comfort ! let me not persuade My cred'lous heart its ...
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... lov'st to seem Light and gay with pinions trim , Dipt in all the dyes that glow In
the bend of Iris ' bow : Now like thy mother drear and sad , ( All in mournful
vestments clad , Cypress weeds and fable stole , ) Thou rulhest on th ' affrighted
soul .
... lov'st to seem Light and gay with pinions trim , Dipt in all the dyes that glow In
the bend of Iris ' bow : Now like thy mother drear and sad , ( All in mournful
vestments clad , Cypress weeds and fable stole , ) Thou rulhest on th ' affrighted
soul .
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These are delights that absence drear has made Familiar to my soul , e'er since
the form Of young Sapphira , beauteous as the Spring , When from her vi'let -
woven couch awak'd By frolic Zephyr's hand , her tender cheek Graceful she lifts
...
These are delights that absence drear has made Familiar to my soul , e'er since
the form Of young Sapphira , beauteous as the Spring , When from her vi'let -
woven couch awak'd By frolic Zephyr's hand , her tender cheek Graceful she lifts
...
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V. And paint that sweetly vacant scene , When , all beneath the poplar bough , My
spirits light , my soul serene , I breath'd in verse one cordial vow ; That nothing
should my soul inspire , , But friendship warm , and love entire . VI . Dull to the ...
V. And paint that sweetly vacant scene , When , all beneath the poplar bough , My
spirits light , my soul serene , I breath'd in verse one cordial vow ; That nothing
should my soul inspire , , But friendship warm , and love entire . VI . Dull to the ...
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5 ページ - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
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