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Now Jove suspends his golden scales in air , Weighs the men's wits against the lady's hair ; The doubtful beam long nods from side to side ; At length the wits mount up , the hairs subside . See fierce Belinda on the baron flies ...
Now Jove suspends his golden scales in air , Weighs the men's wits against the lady's hair ; The doubtful beam long nods from side to side ; At length the wits mount up , the hairs subside . See fierce Belinda on the baron flies ...
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That walker , who regardless of his pace , Turns oft to pore upon the damsel's face , From side to side by thrusting elbows tost , Shall strike his aching breast against the post ; Or water , dash'd from fishy stalls , shall stain His ...
That walker , who regardless of his pace , Turns oft to pore upon the damsel's face , From side to side by thrusting elbows tost , Shall strike his aching breast against the post ; Or water , dash'd from fishy stalls , shall stain His ...
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... Grossly familiar , side by side consume . 220 225 230 . On this side , and on that , men see their friends Drop off , like leaves in autumn ; yet launch out 470 475 480 485 Into fantastic schemes , which the 550 ROBERT BLAIR.
... Grossly familiar , side by side consume . 220 225 230 . On this side , and on that , men see their friends Drop off , like leaves in autumn ; yet launch out 470 475 480 485 Into fantastic schemes , which the 550 ROBERT BLAIR.
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Contents
Preface PAGE 111 | 1 |
If wine and music | 7 |
Alma or The Progress of The Mind Canto I | 15 |
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