Silver Poets of the Eighteenth CenturyArthur Pollard Dent, 1976 - 274 стор. |
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... Thou who such weary Lengths hast past , Where wilt thou rest , mad Nymph , at last ? Say , wilt thou shroud in haunted Cell , Where gloomy Rape and Murder dwell ? Or in some hollow'd Seat , ' Gainst which the big Waves beat , Hear ...
... Thou who such weary Lengths hast past , Where wilt thou rest , mad Nymph , at last ? Say , wilt thou shroud in haunted Cell , Where gloomy Rape and Murder dwell ? Or in some hollow'd Seat , ' Gainst which the big Waves beat , Hear ...
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... Thou return'st from Thames , whose Naiads long Have seen Thee ling'ring with a fond delay ' Mid those soft Friends , whose hearts some future day Shall melt perhaps to hear thy Tragic Song Go not unmindfull of that cordial Youth Whom ...
... Thou return'st from Thames , whose Naiads long Have seen Thee ling'ring with a fond delay ' Mid those soft Friends , whose hearts some future day Shall melt perhaps to hear thy Tragic Song Go not unmindfull of that cordial Youth Whom ...
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Arthur Pollard. 2 20 25 There must Thou wake perforce thy Doric Quill , ' Tis Fancy's Land to which thou set'st thy Feet , Where still , tis said , the Fairy People meet Beneath each birken Shade , on mead or Hill . There each trim Lass ...
Arthur Pollard. 2 20 25 There must Thou wake perforce thy Doric Quill , ' Tis Fancy's Land to which thou set'st thy Feet , Where still , tis said , the Fairy People meet Beneath each birken Shade , on mead or Hill . There each trim Lass ...
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