A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes, Volume 4Robert Dodsley J. Hughs, 1765 - English poetry |
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Robert Dodsley. Dodsley , Robert 14-72 A COLLECTION O F 969 POEMS IN SIX VOLUMES . BY SEVERAL HAND S. LONDON : Printed by J. HUGHS , For J. DODSLEY , in PALL - MALL . M DCC LXV . C 4-9-4 FLV 1 An EL EGY WRITTEN IN A.
Robert Dodsley. Dodsley , Robert 14-72 A COLLECTION O F 969 POEMS IN SIX VOLUMES . BY SEVERAL HAND S. LONDON : Printed by J. HUGHS , For J. DODSLEY , in PALL - MALL . M DCC LXV . C 4-9-4 FLV 1 An EL EGY WRITTEN IN A.
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... Hands , that the rod of empire might have sway'd , Or wak'd to extafy the living lyre . But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page Rich with the spoils of Time did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury reprefs'd their noble rage , And froze the ...
... Hands , that the rod of empire might have sway'd , Or wak'd to extafy the living lyre . But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page Rich with the spoils of Time did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury reprefs'd their noble rage , And froze the ...
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... hand ! Not in thy Gorgon terrors clad , Nor circled with the vengeful Band A's by the Impious thou art feen ) With thund'ring voice , and threat'ning mien , With screaming Horror's funeral cry , Depair , and fell Difeafe , and ghaftly ...
... hand ! Not in thy Gorgon terrors clad , Nor circled with the vengeful Band A's by the Impious thou art feen ) With thund'ring voice , and threat'ning mien , With screaming Horror's funeral cry , Depair , and fell Difeafe , and ghaftly ...
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Robert Dodsley. XLIV . So faying and foreftalling all reply , His peremptory hand without delay , As one who little cared to justify His princely will , long us'd to boundless sway , Upon the Fairy Youth with great dismay In every ...
Robert Dodsley. XLIV . So faying and foreftalling all reply , His peremptory hand without delay , As one who little cared to justify His princely will , long us'd to boundless sway , Upon the Fairy Youth with great dismay In every ...
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... whom Heav'n's difpofing hand Had feated high on Fortune's upper stage ; And plac'd within their call the facred band That waits on Nurture and Inftruction fage , If If happy their wife hefts mote them engage To climb ( 41 )
... whom Heav'n's difpofing hand Had feated high on Fortune's upper stage ; And plac'd within their call the facred band That waits on Nurture and Inftruction fage , If If happy their wife hefts mote them engage To climb ( 41 )
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