The Poetical Works of John Dryden, 3. köideHenry G. Bohn, 1853 - 524 pages |
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... foes within his distance draws , Constrains his roaring , and contracts his paws ; Till , at the last , his time for fury found , He shoots with sudden vengeance from the ground ; The prostrate vulgar passes o'er and spares , But with a ...
... foes within his distance draws , Constrains his roaring , and contracts his paws ; Till , at the last , his time for fury found , He shoots with sudden vengeance from the ground ; The prostrate vulgar passes o'er and spares , But with a ...
Page 105
... foes , Thou whom the penny pamphlet foil'd in prose ? Doeg , whom God for mankind's mirth has made , O'ertops thy ... foes , be this the doom , May all be like the young man Absalom ! And , for my foes , may this their blessing be , - To ...
... foes , Thou whom the penny pamphlet foil'd in prose ? Doeg , whom God for mankind's mirth has made , O'ertops thy ... foes , be this the doom , May all be like the young man Absalom ! And , for my foes , may this their blessing be , - To ...
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... foes , Fierce as the troops that did his youth oppose , Each life had on his slaughter'd heap retired , Not tamely , and unconquering thus expired : But destiny is now their only foe , And dying , even o'er that they triumph too ; With ...
... foes , Fierce as the troops that did his youth oppose , Each life had on his slaughter'd heap retired , Not tamely , and unconquering thus expired : But destiny is now their only foe , And dying , even o'er that they triumph too ; With ...
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Upon the Death of Lord Hastings | 1 |
To Charles the Second | 16 |
Satire on the Dutch | 23 |
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