Silver Poets of the Eighteenth CenturyArthur Pollard Dent, 1976 - 274 стор. |
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... Nature , I believe ' em true : They argue no corrupted Mind In him ; the Fault is in Mankind . This Maxim more than all the rest Is thought too base for human Breast ; ' In all Distresses of our Friends We first consult our private Ends ...
... Nature , I believe ' em true : They argue no corrupted Mind In him ; the Fault is in Mankind . This Maxim more than all the rest Is thought too base for human Breast ; ' In all Distresses of our Friends We first consult our private Ends ...
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... Nature given , To different nations makes their blessings even . Nature , a mother kind alike to all , Still grants her bliss at Labour's earnest call ; With food as well the peasant is supply'd On Idra's cliffs as Arno's shelvy side ...
... Nature given , To different nations makes their blessings even . Nature , a mother kind alike to all , Still grants her bliss at Labour's earnest call ; With food as well the peasant is supply'd On Idra's cliffs as Arno's shelvy side ...
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... Nature . Yes , he's far gone . And yet some pity mix The English Laws forbid to punish Lunaticks . EPILOGUE , SPOKEN BY MR LEE LEWES , IN THE CHARACTER OF HARLEQUIN , AT HIS BENEFIT 5 IO Hold ! Prompter , hold ! a word before your ...
... Nature . Yes , he's far gone . And yet some pity mix The English Laws forbid to punish Lunaticks . EPILOGUE , SPOKEN BY MR LEE LEWES , IN THE CHARACTER OF HARLEQUIN , AT HIS BENEFIT 5 IO Hold ! Prompter , hold ! a word before your ...
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