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Page 189
See on these ruby lips the trembling breath , These cheeks now fading at the blast of death : Cold is that breast which warm'd the world before , And those love - darting eyes must roll no more . Thus , if eternal justice rules the ball ...
See on these ruby lips the trembling breath , These cheeks now fading at the blast of death : Cold is that breast which warm'd the world before , And those love - darting eyes must roll no more . Thus , if eternal justice rules the ball ...
Page 497
... what later bards have sung , And swains , and flocks , and fields rejoice ; But thine was Homer's ancient might , 95 Then mighty Love her charms confest , And thine victorious Pindar's flight ; And soon his vows inclin'd her breast ...
... what later bards have sung , And swains , and flocks , and fields rejoice ; But thine was Homer's ancient might , 95 Then mighty Love her charms confest , And thine victorious Pindar's flight ; And soon his vows inclin'd her breast ...
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Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms , And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms ; And as a child , when scaring sounds molest , Clings close and closer to the mother's breast , So the loud torrent , and the whirlwind's ...
Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms , And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms ; And as a child , when scaring sounds molest , Clings close and closer to the mother's breast , So the loud torrent , and the whirlwind's ...
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Contents
MATTHEW PRIOR I | 1 |
If wine and music | 7 |
Alma or The Progress of The Mind Canto I | 15 |
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