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Page 115 - Here sacred pomp and genial feast delight, And solemn dance, and hymeneal rite ; Along the street the new-made brides are led, With torches flaming, to the nuptial bed : The youthful dancers in a circle bound To the soft flute, and cittern's silver sound : Through the fair streets, the matrons in a row Stand in their porches, and enjoy the show.
Page 419 - All were attentive to the godlike man, When from his lofty couch he thus began: 'Great queen, what you command me to relate, Renews the sad remembrance of our fate: An empire from its old foundations rent, And...
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| Title | The Works of the British Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, 12. köide The Works of the British Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Robert Anderson |
| Compiled by | Robert Anderson |
| Publisher | J. & A. Arch, 1795 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 6 mai 2008 |
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