Silver Poets of the Eighteenth CenturyArthur Pollard Dent, 1976 - 274 pagina's |
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Pagina 161
... plains ; Our Burke shall be tongue , with a garnish of brains ; Our Will shall be wild fowl , of excellent flavour , And ... plain : Our Garrick's a sallad , for in him we see Oil , vinegar , sugar , and saltness agree : To make out the ...
... plains ; Our Burke shall be tongue , with a garnish of brains ; Our Will shall be wild fowl , of excellent flavour , And ... plain : Our Garrick's a sallad , for in him we see Oil , vinegar , sugar , and saltness agree : To make out the ...
Pagina 211
... Plain : At Morn she came those willing Flocks to lead , Where Lillies rear them in the wat'ry Mead ; From early Dawn the live - long Hours she told , ' Till late at silent Eve she penn'd the Fold . Deep in the Grove beneath the secret ...
... Plain : At Morn she came those willing Flocks to lead , Where Lillies rear them in the wat'ry Mead ; From early Dawn the live - long Hours she told , ' Till late at silent Eve she penn'd the Fold . Deep in the Grove beneath the secret ...
Pagina 213
... Plain , And yon wide Groves , already past with Pain ! Yon ragged Cliff , whose dang'rous Path we try'd , And last this lofty Mountain's weary Side ! 25 30 AGIB Weak as thou art , yet hapless must thou know The Toils of Flight , or some ...
... Plain , And yon wide Groves , already past with Pain ! Yon ragged Cliff , whose dang'rous Path we try'd , And last this lofty Mountain's weary Side ! 25 30 AGIB Weak as thou art , yet hapless must thou know The Toils of Flight , or some ...
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A Description of the Morning | 8 |
Horace Lib 2 Sat 6 | 28 |
A Satirical Elegy on the Death | 34 |
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