Silver Poets of the Eighteenth CenturyArthur Pollard Dent, 1976 - 274 стор. |
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... thee dispos'd , no farther Toil demand , But , just to Nature , own thy forming Hand . So spread o'er Greece , th ' harmonious Whole unknown , Ev'n Homer's Numbers charm'd by Parts ... thee restore , For thee the [ 218 ] William Collins.
... thee dispos'd , no farther Toil demand , But , just to Nature , own thy forming Hand . So spread o'er Greece , th ' harmonious Whole unknown , Ev'n Homer's Numbers charm'd by Parts ... thee restore , For thee the [ 218 ] William Collins.
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... Thee near . I know thy hurried Step , thy haggard Eye ! Like Thee I start , like Thee disorder'd fly , For lo what Monsters in thy Train appear ! Danger , whose Limbs of Giant Mold What mortal Eye can fix'd behold ? Who stalks his Round ...
... Thee near . I know thy hurried Step , thy haggard Eye ! Like Thee I start , like Thee disorder'd fly , For lo what Monsters in thy Train appear ! Danger , whose Limbs of Giant Mold What mortal Eye can fix'd behold ? Who stalks his Round ...
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... Thee ? Epode In earliest Grece to Thee with partial Choice , The Grief - full Muse addrest her infant Tongue ; The Maids and Matrons , on her awful Voice , Silent and pale in wild Amazement hung . Yet He the Bard who first invok'd thy ...
... Thee ? Epode In earliest Grece to Thee with partial Choice , The Grief - full Muse addrest her infant Tongue ; The Maids and Matrons , on her awful Voice , Silent and pale in wild Amazement hung . Yet He the Bard who first invok'd thy ...
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