Poetical Works: To which is Prefixed an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author, Volume 2T. Evans, 1774 |
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... say ) Study their fourteen hours a - day , And fquatting close , with dull attention , Read themselves out of apprehenfion ; Who scarce can wash their hands or face , For fear of lofing time , or place , And give one hour to meat and ...
... say ) Study their fourteen hours a - day , And fquatting close , with dull attention , Read themselves out of apprehenfion ; Who scarce can wash their hands or face , For fear of lofing time , or place , And give one hour to meat and ...
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... say , For not behaving as the ought , And driving honest folks away ? Upon my word , it fhocks me much , - But there's such thieving here of late- Not that I dream'd that you were fuch , When you came knocking at my gate . I must ...
... say , For not behaving as the ought , And driving honest folks away ? Upon my word , it fhocks me much , - But there's such thieving here of late- Not that I dream'd that you were fuch , When you came knocking at my gate . I must ...
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... Says actors all are hellish imps , ; And managers the devil's pimps . He knows not what he fets about Puts on his furplice infide out , Mistakes the leffons in the church , Or leaves a collect in the lurch ; And t'other day — God help ...
... Says actors all are hellish imps , ; And managers the devil's pimps . He knows not what he fets about Puts on his furplice infide out , Mistakes the leffons in the church , Or leaves a collect in the lurch ; And t'other day — God help ...
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... say , But I am fent exprefs away , To fetch the fquire's three children down To TISSINGTON from DERBY town ; And ALLEN fays he'll mend my rhime , When e'er I write a fecond time . THE COBLER OF CRIPPLEGATE'S LE TO ROBERT LLOYD , A. M. ...
... say , But I am fent exprefs away , To fetch the fquire's three children down To TISSINGTON from DERBY town ; And ALLEN fays he'll mend my rhime , When e'er I write a fecond time . THE COBLER OF CRIPPLEGATE'S LE TO ROBERT LLOYD , A. M. ...
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... Say , muft the town for ever hear , And no Reviewer dare to fneer , Of THORNTON's humour , GARRICK's nature , And COLMAN's wit , and CHURCHILL'S fatire ? CHURCHILL , who let it not offend , ― If I make free , tho ' he's your friend ...
... Say , muft the town for ever hear , And no Reviewer dare to fneer , Of THORNTON's humour , GARRICK's nature , And COLMAN's wit , and CHURCHILL'S fatire ? CHURCHILL , who let it not offend , ― If I make free , tho ' he's your friend ...
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Poetical Works: To which is Prefixed an Account of the Life and ..., Volume 1 Robert Lloyd Visualização completa - 1774 |
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Apollo's AUTHOR Bard beſt bleft breaſt cauſe cloſe dame decus Delos dreft dull dunce e'en e'er eaſe eaſy Engliſh erft ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fame fancy fatire feek fenfe fhall fhame fhew fhould fibi filk fimple firft firſt fkies flame fober foes folks fome fons fool foul ftill ftrength ftrife ftrong fuch fure genius grace gueſt Hæc hate heart himſelf inglorius Juft king laft Latona lyre meaſure mind miſtreſs moft moſt mufe muft Muſe muſt numbers nymph o'er pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poet poet's pow'r praiſe profe purſue Quæ quam raiſe reaſon rhime rhyme rife ROBERT LLOYD ſcarce ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſkill ſmile ſpeak ſpread ſpring ſtand ſuch Tafte taſte tell thee themſelves theſe things thoſe thou thouſand thro throne uſe VALOIS verfe verſe whofe Whoſe wife wiſh woes wond'rous wou'd write
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