The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, 50. köideSamuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... should rise , Leap forth at once , and snatch the golden prize ; Infiame his woe , by bringing it so late , And ftab him in the crifis of his fate . Si Since Adam's family , from first to last , Now 34 YOUNG'S POEMS .
... should rise , Leap forth at once , and snatch the golden prize ; Infiame his woe , by bringing it so late , And ftab him in the crifis of his fate . Si Since Adam's family , from first to last , Now 34 YOUNG'S POEMS .
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... should succour me . " And canft Thou then look down from perfect blifs , " And fee me plunging in the dark abyss ? " Calling Thee Father , in a sea of fire ? " Or pouring blafphemies at Thy defire ? " With mortals anguish wilt Thou ...
... should succour me . " And canft Thou then look down from perfect blifs , " And fee me plunging in the dark abyss ? " Calling Thee Father , in a sea of fire ? " Or pouring blafphemies at Thy defire ? " With mortals anguish wilt Thou ...
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... should you mourn my fate ? ' Tis most unkind ' ; " Your own you bore with an unshaken mind : " And which , can you imagine , was the dart 45 " That drank most blood , funk deepest in my heart ? " I cannot live without you ; and my doom ...
... should you mourn my fate ? ' Tis most unkind ' ; " Your own you bore with an unshaken mind : " And which , can you imagine , was the dart 45 " That drank most blood , funk deepest in my heart ? " I cannot live without you ; and my doom ...
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... should only bleed , A priest is fent ; who , with infidious art , Inftills his poifon into Suffolk's heart ; And Guilford drank it : Hanging on the breast , He from his childhood was with Rome poffeft . When now the ministers of death ...
... should only bleed , A priest is fent ; who , with infidious art , Inftills his poifon into Suffolk's heart ; And Guilford drank it : Hanging on the breast , He from his childhood was with Rome poffeft . When now the ministers of death ...
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... about it . One paffion is more effectually driven c by another , than by reafon ; whatever fome may teach For to reafon we owe our paffions : had we not reafe we should not be offended at what we find amifs 72 PREFACE .
... about it . One paffion is more effectually driven c by another , than by reafon ; whatever fome may teach For to reafon we owe our paffions : had we not reafe we should not be offended at what we find amifs 72 PREFACE .
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