Select Beauties of Ancient English Poetry, Volume 2J. Sharpe, 1810 |
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... grace , rak'd up in gold : another's mind Mounts to the courts of Kings , with plumes of honour And feather'd hopes , hopes there to seize upon her ; A third , unlocks the painted gates of pleasure , And ransacks there , to find this ...
... grace , rak'd up in gold : another's mind Mounts to the courts of Kings , with plumes of honour And feather'd hopes , hopes there to seize upon her ; A third , unlocks the painted gates of pleasure , And ransacks there , to find this ...
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... grace Do at the stern of fair example stand , And all the body of this populace Guide with the turning of your hand ; Keep a right course ; bear up from all disgrace ; Observe the point of glory to our land : Hold up disgraced Knowledge ...
... grace Do at the stern of fair example stand , And all the body of this populace Guide with the turning of your hand ; Keep a right course ; bear up from all disgrace ; Observe the point of glory to our land : Hold up disgraced Knowledge ...
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... grace In eloquence ; and cruelty to name , Zeal of Justice ; and change in time and place : And he that suffereth offence without blame , Call him pitiful , and him true and plain That raileth rechless unto each man's shame * , Say he ...
... grace In eloquence ; and cruelty to name , Zeal of Justice ; and change in time and place : And he that suffereth offence without blame , Call him pitiful , and him true and plain That raileth rechless unto each man's shame * , Say he ...
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... grace , Such a beatific face Incloisters here this narrow floor That possess'd all hearts before . Bless'd and bewail'd in death and birth ! The smiles and tears of heav'n and earth ! Virgins at each step are afeard , Filmer is shot by ...
... grace , Such a beatific face Incloisters here this narrow floor That possess'd all hearts before . Bless'd and bewail'd in death and birth ! The smiles and tears of heav'n and earth ! Virgins at each step are afeard , Filmer is shot by ...
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... grace with your ray . Great Phœbus ! Daphne is not here , Nor Hyacinthus fair ; Phœbe ! Endymion and thy dear Hath long since cleft the air . But ye have surely seen ( Whom we in sorrow. Above all others , perhaps Collins affords one of ...
... grace with your ray . Great Phœbus ! Daphne is not here , Nor Hyacinthus fair ; Phœbe ! Endymion and thy dear Hath long since cleft the air . But ye have surely seen ( Whom we in sorrow. Above all others , perhaps Collins affords one of ...
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