The Works of the English Poets: Buckingham and LansdowneSamuel Johnson H. Hughs, 1779 |
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Samuel Johnson. Her timorous charms , and her unpractis'd look , Their first affurance from my conquest took ; By wounding me , the learn'd the fatal art , And the first figh fhe had was from my heart : My eyes , with tears moistening ...
Samuel Johnson. Her timorous charms , and her unpractis'd look , Their first affurance from my conquest took ; By wounding me , the learn'd the fatal art , And the first figh fhe had was from my heart : My eyes , with tears moistening ...
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... first , To ' fcape the fatal blow . TO A MORE T T A. HEN I held out against your eyes , WE You took the fureft courfe ; A heart unwary to furprize , You ne'er could take by force . However , though I strive no more , The fort will now ...
... first , To ' fcape the fatal blow . TO A MORE T T A. HEN I held out against your eyes , WE You took the fureft courfe ; A heart unwary to furprize , You ne'er could take by force . However , though I strive no more , The fort will now ...
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... FIRST , AND THEN BOTH TOGETHER . Happy we shall lie poffeffing , Folded in each other's arms . Love and Nature's chiefeft bleffing In the still increasing charms . So the dearest joys of loving , Which scarce heaven can go beyond , We ...
... FIRST , AND THEN BOTH TOGETHER . Happy we shall lie poffeffing , Folded in each other's arms . Love and Nature's chiefeft bleffing In the still increasing charms . So the dearest joys of loving , Which scarce heaven can go beyond , We ...
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... first she seiz'd my heart , and held it fast : When , if my vows , alas ! were made too late , I saw my doom came not from her , but fate . With pity then fhe eas'd my raging pain , And her kind eyes could scarce from tears refrain ...
... first she seiz'd my heart , and held it fast : When , if my vows , alas ! were made too late , I saw my doom came not from her , but fate . With pity then fhe eas'd my raging pain , And her kind eyes could scarce from tears refrain ...
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... first my spirits faint , But thus at lait I vented my complaint : Behold a wretch whom cruel fate has found , And in the depth of all misfortune drown'd . There fhines a nymph , to whom an envy'd fwain Is ty'd in Hymen's ceremonious ...
... first my spirits faint , But thus at lait I vented my complaint : Behold a wretch whom cruel fate has found , And in the depth of all misfortune drown'd . There fhines a nymph , to whom an envy'd fwain Is ty'd in Hymen's ceremonious ...
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