Silver Poets of the Eighteenth CenturyArthur Pollard Dent, 1976 - 274 pagina's |
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Pagina 103
... tear For Pollio snatch'd away : O had he liv'd another year ! -He had not dy'd to - day . O , were he born to bless mankind , In virtuous times of yore , Heroes themselves had fallen behind ! Whene'er he went before . How sad the groves ...
... tear For Pollio snatch'd away : O had he liv'd another year ! -He had not dy'd to - day . O , were he born to bless mankind , In virtuous times of yore , Heroes themselves had fallen behind ! Whene'er he went before . How sad the groves ...
Pagina 189
... tear'st the bowels of thy mangled Mate , From thee be born , who o'er thy country hangs The scourge of Heav'n . What Terrors round him wait ! Amazement in his van , with Flight combined , And sorrow's faded form , and solitude behind ...
... tear'st the bowels of thy mangled Mate , From thee be born , who o'er thy country hangs The scourge of Heav'n . What Terrors round him wait ! Amazement in his van , with Flight combined , And sorrow's faded form , and solitude behind ...
Pagina 233
... tear Unseemly from his Sea - green Hair The Wreaths of chearful May : 2 The Thoughts which musing Pity pays , And ... Tears shall rove To sigh thy Name thro ' ev'ry Grove , And call his Heros round . 5 The warlike Dead of ev'ry Age , Who ...
... tear Unseemly from his Sea - green Hair The Wreaths of chearful May : 2 The Thoughts which musing Pity pays , And ... Tears shall rove To sigh thy Name thro ' ev'ry Grove , And call his Heros round . 5 The warlike Dead of ev'ry Age , Who ...
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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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