Miscellaneous Poems and Translations: By Several Hands. Particularly, I. Windsor-Forest, ... By Mr. PopeBernard Lintot, 1720 |
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... ftill the worst with most regret commend ,. For each ill author is as bad a friend . To what base ends , and by what abject ways ,, Are mortals urg'd thro ' facred luft of praise !! Ah ! ne'er so dire a thirst of glory boaft , 525 Nor ...
... ftill the worst with most regret commend ,. For each ill author is as bad a friend . To what base ends , and by what abject ways ,, Are mortals urg'd thro ' facred luft of praise !! Ah ! ne'er so dire a thirst of glory boaft , 525 Nor ...
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... ftill looks home , and short excursions makes ; But rattling nonsense in full vollies breaks ; And never shock'd , and never turn'd aside , Bursts out refiftless with a thund'ring tyde ! But where's the man who counsel can bestow ...
... ftill looks home , and short excursions makes ; But rattling nonsense in full vollies breaks ; And never shock'd , and never turn'd aside , Bursts out refiftless with a thund'ring tyde ! But where's the man who counsel can bestow ...
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... ftill in right of Horace sways . But we , brave Britons , foreign laws despis'd , And kept unconquer'd , and unciviliz'd , Fierce for the liberties of wit , and bold , We still defy'd the Romans , as of old . Yet some there were , among ...
... ftill in right of Horace sways . But we , brave Britons , foreign laws despis'd , And kept unconquer'd , and unciviliz'd , Fierce for the liberties of wit , and bold , We still defy'd the Romans , as of old . Yet some there were , among ...
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... ftill the best and dearest gift remains : Not the fair fruit that on yon ' branches glows With that ripe red th ' autumnal fun bestows ; Nor tastful herbs that in these gardens rise , Which the kind foil with milky sap supplies ; You ...
... ftill the best and dearest gift remains : Not the fair fruit that on yon ' branches glows With that ripe red th ' autumnal fun bestows ; Nor tastful herbs that in these gardens rise , Which the kind foil with milky sap supplies ; You ...
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... ftill in town , but mothers here . Sutton we pass , and leave her spacious down , And with the fetting fun reach Stockbridge town . O'er our parch'd tongue the rich metheglin glides ,. And the red dainty trout our knife divides .. Sad ...
... ftill in town , but mothers here . Sutton we pass , and leave her spacious down , And with the fetting fun reach Stockbridge town . O'er our parch'd tongue the rich metheglin glides ,. And the red dainty trout our knife divides .. Sad ...
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