An Essay on the Writings and Genius of Pope, Volume 1M. Cooper, 1756 |
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... of human ties , Spreads his light wings and in a moment flies . It is improper for a person in the fituation of Eloisa to mention Cupid ; mythology is here out of its place . The Letters also furnished the next thought : + Not Cæfar's ...
... of human ties , Spreads his light wings and in a moment flies . It is improper for a person in the fituation of Eloisa to mention Cupid ; mythology is here out of its place . The Letters also furnished the next thought : + Not Cæfar's ...
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