Poetical Miscellanies: Consisting of Original Poems and TranslationsJ. Tonson, 1714 - 318 páginas |
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... Eyes , once more , My Celia , brighter than thy felf , reftore : In fpight of thee , ' tis Night when she's away ; Her Eyes alone can the glad Beams difplay , That make my Sky look clear , and guide my Day : O , when will the lift up ...
... Eyes , once more , My Celia , brighter than thy felf , reftore : In fpight of thee , ' tis Night when she's away ; Her Eyes alone can the glad Beams difplay , That make my Sky look clear , and guide my Day : O , when will the lift up ...
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... Eyes , or Hands more clean : Unbrib'd , unfought , the Wretched to redrefs , Swift of Difpatch , and eafy of Accefs . O ! had he been content to ferve the Crown , With Virtues only proper to the Gown ; Or had the Ranknefs of the Soil ...
... Eyes , or Hands more clean : Unbrib'd , unfought , the Wretched to redrefs , Swift of Difpatch , and eafy of Accefs . O ! had he been content to ferve the Crown , With Virtues only proper to the Gown ; Or had the Ranknefs of the Soil ...
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... Eyes begins to clofe . From his pale Lips the ruddy Colour's fled , Fled ; and has left his Kiffes cold and dead . Deep in his Thigh , deep went the killing Smart ; But deeper far it went in Venus Heart : There lies he steep'd in Gore ...
... Eyes begins to clofe . From his pale Lips the ruddy Colour's fled , Fled ; and has left his Kiffes cold and dead . Deep in his Thigh , deep went the killing Smart ; But deeper far it went in Venus Heart : There lies he steep'd in Gore ...
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... Eyes , and her own purple Light . Dr. AOLUS . Then th'angry Goddefs , on fwift Vengeance bent , . To Aolus's bluft'ring Kingdom went ; Where he the Winds in rocky Caves conftrains , And curbs their Fury with ftrong Bars and Chains ...
... Eyes , and her own purple Light . Dr. AOLUS . Then th'angry Goddefs , on fwift Vengeance bent , . To Aolus's bluft'ring Kingdom went ; Where he the Winds in rocky Caves conftrains , And curbs their Fury with ftrong Bars and Chains ...
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... Eyes Inquietude difpel'd the Sweets of Slumber : As when the gloomy Thunderer prepares To drown the World with Deluges of Rain ; Or fends his ftormy Hail , or fleecy Snows , To cloath the Surface of the hoary Earth ; Or , when he's ...
... Eyes Inquietude difpel'd the Sweets of Slumber : As when the gloomy Thunderer prepares To drown the World with Deluges of Rain ; Or fends his ftormy Hail , or fleecy Snows , To cloath the Surface of the hoary Earth ; Or , when he's ...
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