The Miscellaneous Works of John Dryden, Esq: Containing All His Original Poems, Tales, and Translations ...J. and R. Tonson, 1767 - English poetry |
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... force to try , Because she wants innate authority ; For how can she constrain them to obey , Who has herself caft off the lawful fway ? Rebellion equals all , and thofe , who toil In common theft , will fhare the common spoil . Let her ...
... force to try , Because she wants innate authority ; For how can she constrain them to obey , Who has herself caft off the lawful fway ? Rebellion equals all , and thofe , who toil In common theft , will fhare the common spoil . Let her ...
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... force the tongue untruths to tell , And I ne'er own'd myself infallible , Reply'd the Panther : grant fuch presence were , Yet in your fenfe I never own'd it there . A real virtue we by faith receive , And that we in the facrament ...
... force the tongue untruths to tell , And I ne'er own'd myself infallible , Reply'd the Panther : grant fuch presence were , Yet in your fenfe I never own'd it there . A real virtue we by faith receive , And that we in the facrament ...
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... force , That Turk or Jew could not have us'd it worse ; No matter what diffenfion leaders make , Where ev'ry private man may fave a stake : Rul'd by the fcripture and his own advice , Each has a blind bye - path to Paradife ; Where ...
... force , That Turk or Jew could not have us'd it worse ; No matter what diffenfion leaders make , Where ev'ry private man may fave a stake : Rul'd by the fcripture and his own advice , Each has a blind bye - path to Paradife ; Where ...
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... force upheld the truth . The Panther fmil'd at this ; And when , faid fhe , Were those firft councils difallow'd by me ? Or where did I at fure tradition ftrike , Provided ftill it were apoftolic ? Friend , faid the Hind , you quit your ...
... force upheld the truth . The Panther fmil'd at this ; And when , faid fhe , Were those firft councils difallow'd by me ? Or where did I at fure tradition ftrike , Provided ftill it were apoftolic ? Friend , faid the Hind , you quit your ...
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... force renew'd , to victory aspir'd ; And , looking upward to her kindred sky , As once our Saviour own'd his Deity , Pronounc'd his words " the whom ye feek am I. " Nor lefs amaz'd this voice the Panther heard , Than were thofe Jews to ...
... force renew'd , to victory aspir'd ; And , looking upward to her kindred sky , As once our Saviour own'd his Deity , Pronounc'd his words " the whom ye feek am I. " Nor lefs amaz'd this voice the Panther heard , Than were thofe Jews to ...
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againſt Amyntas beafts Becauſe Befides beft beſt bleffing blood breaſt call'd caufe cauſe CHLORI church cloſe confcience DAPHNI defign'd defire e'en ev'ry eyes facred fafely faid fair fame fate fatire fave fear feems feen fenfe fent feven fhades fhall fhould fight fince firft firſt fleep foes fome fons fools foon foul ftand ftate ftill fubject fuch fure grace heaven himſelf Hind houſe JOHN DRYDEN joys juft kiffing kind king laft laſt leaſt lefs loft Lucretius mind moft Momus moſt mufe muft muſt never numbers nymph o'er Ovid pain Panther Pindaric play pleafing pleaſe pleaſure poets praiſe prefent prince PROLOGUE race raiſe reafon reft rife ſcene ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſky ſpace ſtage ſtate ſtay ſtill thee thefe themſelves Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou thro tranflated treaſure true uſe verfe verſe Virgil Whig whofe wife
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