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Page 223
Nor think , in Nature's State they blindly trod ; The State of Nature was the reign of God : Self - love and social at her birth began , Union the bond of all things , and of man . Pride then was not ; nor arts , that pride to aid ...
Nor think , in Nature's State they blindly trod ; The State of Nature was the reign of God : Self - love and social at her birth began , Union the bond of all things , and of man . Pride then was not ; nor arts , that pride to aid ...
Page 373
The Muse of the Drawing - room gave place abruptly to the Muse of Nature . It required the fresh enthusiasm of a young Scotchman to reveal to English readers the rural charms which their poets had long neglected .
The Muse of the Drawing - room gave place abruptly to the Muse of Nature . It required the fresh enthusiasm of a young Scotchman to reveal to English readers the rural charms which their poets had long neglected .
Page 556
The secret of thy love unfold ; Wrestling I will not let thee go , Till I thy name , thy nature know . 20 A MORNING HYMN Wilt thou not yet to me reveal Thy new , unutterable name ? Tell me , I still beseech thee , tell , To know it now ...
The secret of thy love unfold ; Wrestling I will not let thee go , Till I thy name , thy nature know . 20 A MORNING HYMN Wilt thou not yet to me reveal Thy new , unutterable name ? Tell me , I still beseech thee , tell , To know it now ...
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MATTHEW PRIOR I | 1 |
If wine and music | 7 |
Alma or The Progress of The Mind Canto I | 15 |
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