Bell's Classical Arrangement of Fugitive Poetry: EpistlesJohn Bell J. Bell, 1789 |
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... wind ; Oh ! how unlike the heav'n my soul design'd ! Unseen , unheard , the throng around me move ; Not wishing praise , insensible of love : No whispers soften , nor no beauties fire ; Careless I see the dance , and coldly hear the ...
... wind ; Oh ! how unlike the heav'n my soul design'd ! Unseen , unheard , the throng around me move ; Not wishing praise , insensible of love : No whispers soften , nor no beauties fire ; Careless I see the dance , and coldly hear the ...
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... winds : Free from deceit and servile art , He speaks the dictates of his heart ; His tongue enchants , his counsel leads ; Peace enters first , and Wealth succeeds : His virtue's through the land confest , While thus he sooths us to be ...
... winds : Free from deceit and servile art , He speaks the dictates of his heart ; His tongue enchants , his counsel leads ; Peace enters first , and Wealth succeeds : His virtue's through the land confest , While thus he sooths us to be ...
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... wind , Toupee'd before , and bagg'd behind , Which John was us'd with nicest art To comb , and teach the curls to part , Lost the belle air and jaunty pride , Now lank depends on either side : My hat grown white , and rusted o'er , Once ...
... wind , Toupee'd before , and bagg'd behind , Which John was us'd with nicest art To comb , and teach the curls to part , Lost the belle air and jaunty pride , Now lank depends on either side : My hat grown white , and rusted o'er , Once ...
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... wind might rob us of him quite ! Of habits he may well get clear ; Ill humors are the faults I fear , For in my life I ne'er saw yet A creature half so passionate . Good heav'ns ! how did he rave and tear , On my not going you know ...
... wind might rob us of him quite ! Of habits he may well get clear ; Ill humors are the faults I fear , For in my life I ne'er saw yet A creature half so passionate . Good heav'ns ! how did he rave and tear , On my not going you know ...
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John Bell. Can you this hated Brother see Floating , the sport of wind and sea ? Can you his feeble accents hear , Though but in thought , nor drop a tear ? He faintly strives , his hopes are fled , The billows booming o'er his head ; He ...
John Bell. Can you this hated Brother see Floating , the sport of wind and sea ? Can you his feeble accents hear , Though but in thought , nor drop a tear ? He faintly strives , his hopes are fled , The billows booming o'er his head ; He ...
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