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Pagina 174
... terrors of the vengeful fnake ; Where crouching tigers wait their hapless prey , 355 And favage men , more murderous ftill than they ; While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies , Mingling the ravaged landfchape with the skies .
... terrors of the vengeful fnake ; Where crouching tigers wait their hapless prey , 355 And favage men , more murderous ftill than they ; While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies , Mingling the ravaged landfchape with the skies .
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appear beauty beneath Born breaſt breath BROWN cell Charles charms crown dear death dydd dyed ev'ry eyes face fair fame fate fear fhade fhall fire flow fmiles fome fong forrow foul ftill fuch gentle give grace green grief grove hand head hear heart heav'n hill honour hope hour King kynge land laws leave light live look lord maid mind mournful Mufe nature ne'er never night o'er once onne pain peace plain pleaſure poet poor pow'r pride proud rage reign rife round ſhall ſhe ſhould tears thee thefe Thenne theſe things thofe thoſe thou thought thro train true truth turn vain virtue wealth whofe wild wretch wylle wythe ynne youth
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