The Monthly Visitor, and Entertaining Pocket Companion, Том 7H.D. Symonds, 1799 |
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... hours afterwards three of the frigates hauled down their colours alfo ; but they , as well as the Hoche , were obftinately defended , all of them being heavy fri- gates , and , as well as the fhip of the line , entirely new , full of ...
... hours afterwards three of the frigates hauled down their colours alfo ; but they , as well as the Hoche , were obftinately defended , all of them being heavy fri- gates , and , as well as the fhip of the line , entirely new , full of ...
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... hour's reading could not diffipate . I awaken in the morning with a fecret joy at feeing the dawn ; I regard the light with a feeling approach- ing to extacy ; and during the rest of the day I am happy . I pafs the night without awaking ...
... hour's reading could not diffipate . I awaken in the morning with a fecret joy at feeing the dawn ; I regard the light with a feeling approach- ing to extacy ; and during the rest of the day I am happy . I pafs the night without awaking ...
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... hour we dedicate to joy ; Then fill the Hirlas horn , my boy , That thineth like the fea ; Whose azure handles , tipp'd with gold , Invite the grafp of Britons bold , The fons of liberty . D 2 Fill & 1 ... Fill it higher ftill , and ...
... hour we dedicate to joy ; Then fill the Hirlas horn , my boy , That thineth like the fea ; Whose azure handles , tipp'd with gold , Invite the grafp of Britons bold , The fons of liberty . D 2 Fill & 1 ... Fill it higher ftill , and ...
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... hours dancing round Hyperion's wain ; In radiant colours youth's free hand pourtrays , Then holds the flattering tablet to his eye , Nor thinks how foon the vernal grove decays , Nor fees the dark cloud gath'ring o'er the fky- Mirror of ...
... hours dancing round Hyperion's wain ; In radiant colours youth's free hand pourtrays , Then holds the flattering tablet to his eye , Nor thinks how foon the vernal grove decays , Nor fees the dark cloud gath'ring o'er the fky- Mirror of ...
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... hour ! o'erflowing with delight ! Moments of more than earthly ecstasy ! When the bleft bard , panting beneath thy rays , Feels the fine rapture filently infus'd Into his agitated breaft ; and full Of his bright god , with lofty fury ...
... hour ! o'erflowing with delight ! Moments of more than earthly ecstasy ! When the bleft bard , panting beneath thy rays , Feels the fine rapture filently infus'd Into his agitated breaft ; and full Of his bright god , with lofty fury ...
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