Minor English Poets, 1660-1780: A Selection from Alexander Chalmers' The English Poets, Bind 9David P. French B. Blom, 1967 |
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... cause which led you forth ; Though victory and captive Cæsar were Honours too glorious for your swords to share ; Yet something , abject as you are , from you , Something to virtue and the laws is due : A second praise ev'n yet you may ...
... cause which led you forth ; Though victory and captive Cæsar were Honours too glorious for your swords to share ; Yet something , abject as you are , from you , Something to virtue and the laws is due : A second praise ev'n yet you may ...
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... cause to grieve , And their fond arms of all their sons bereave ? Let some survive our drooping friends to cheer , And mate the virgins whom they hold so dear . The wise with prudence their dissensions state , And lesser ills conclude ...
... cause to grieve , And their fond arms of all their sons bereave ? Let some survive our drooping friends to cheer , And mate the virgins whom they hold so dear . The wise with prudence their dissensions state , And lesser ills conclude ...
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... cause more difficult to plead , Than where the judge against himself decreed : Yet this I won by dint of argument ; The wrongs his injur'd brother underwent , And his own office , sham'd him to consent . " ' Twas harder yet to move the ...
... cause more difficult to plead , Than where the judge against himself decreed : Yet this I won by dint of argument ; The wrongs his injur'd brother underwent , And his own office , sham'd him to consent . " ' Twas harder yet to move the ...
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and his Works By James Welwood M D | 5 |
GRAINGERS TRANSLATIONS | 43 |
THE ELEGIES OF TIBULLUS | 123 |
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