The Poetical Works of Robert Lloyd, A. M.: To which is Prefixed an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author, 第 2 巻T. Evans, 1774 |
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... pow'r To break out of his formal hour ; Who lives by rule , and ne'er outgoes it ; Moves like a clock , and hardly knows it ; Who is a kind of breathing being , Which has but half the pow'r of seeing ; Who ftands for ever on the brink ...
... pow'r To break out of his formal hour ; Who lives by rule , and ne'er outgoes it ; Moves like a clock , and hardly knows it ; Who is a kind of breathing being , Which has but half the pow'r of seeing ; Who ftands for ever on the brink ...
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... pow'r T ' unpeg their hats at fuch an hour . Some vices must to all appear As conftitutional as FEAR ; And every Moralift will find A ruling paffion in the mind : Which , tho ' pent up and barricado'd Like winds , where Eolus bravado'd ...
... pow'r T ' unpeg their hats at fuch an hour . Some vices must to all appear As conftitutional as FEAR ; And every Moralift will find A ruling paffion in the mind : Which , tho ' pent up and barricado'd Like winds , where Eolus bravado'd ...
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... Pow'r . Shame to the Wretch , if sense of shame Can ever touch the mifcreant's breast , Who dead to virtue as to fame , ( A Monster whom the Gods deteft ) Turns Turns traitor to himself , to court Or Minifter or ( 63 )
... Pow'r . Shame to the Wretch , if sense of shame Can ever touch the mifcreant's breast , Who dead to virtue as to fame , ( A Monster whom the Gods deteft ) Turns Turns traitor to himself , to court Or Minifter or ( 63 )
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... go , I thank you for your hearty Fare ; Would it were in my pow'r to pay My gratitude a better way ; But money now runs very low , And I have not a doit to spare ; E 3 But But if you'll take this piece of Stuff- -No , ( 69 )
... go , I thank you for your hearty Fare ; Would it were in my pow'r to pay My gratitude a better way ; But money now runs very low , And I have not a doit to spare ; E 3 But But if you'll take this piece of Stuff- -No , ( 69 )
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... pow'r to show , The very fire should mix with fnow ; Your eyes , that brandifh burning darts To scorch and finge our tinder hearts , Should be the lamps for lover's ruin , And light them to their own undoing ; While all the fnow about ...
... pow'r to show , The very fire should mix with fnow ; Your eyes , that brandifh burning darts To scorch and finge our tinder hearts , Should be the lamps for lover's ruin , And light them to their own undoing ; While all the fnow about ...
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