The Poetical Works of John Dryden, 3. köideHenry G. Bohn, 1853 - 524 pages |
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... fall To nature's state , where all have right to all . Yet grant our lords the people kings can make , What prudent men a settled throne would shake ? For whatsoe'er their sufferings were before , That change they covet makes them ...
... fall To nature's state , where all have right to all . Yet grant our lords the people kings can make , What prudent men a settled throne would shake ? For whatsoe'er their sufferings were before , That change they covet makes them ...
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... falls , yet that celestial bread Like Jews , you munch , and murmur while you feed . May not your fortune be like ... fall surveys ; More ( might I say ) than with an usual eye , He sees his bleeding Church in ruin lie , And hears the ...
... falls , yet that celestial bread Like Jews , you munch , and murmur while you feed . May not your fortune be like ... fall surveys ; More ( might I say ) than with an usual eye , He sees his bleeding Church in ruin lie , And hears the ...
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... fall silently , like dew on roses . Thus , to prevent my love from being cruel , My heart's the sacrifice , as ' tis the fuel : And while I suffer this to give him quiet , My faith rewards my love , though he deny it . On his eyes will ...
... fall silently , like dew on roses . Thus , to prevent my love from being cruel , My heart's the sacrifice , as ' tis the fuel : And while I suffer this to give him quiet , My faith rewards my love , though he deny it . On his eyes will ...
Contents
Upon the Death of Lord Hastings | 1 |
To Charles the Second | 16 |
Satire on the Dutch | 23 |
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