The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper;: Shakspeare, Davies, Donne, Hall, Stirling, Jonson, Corbet, Carew, DrummondSamuel Johnson J. Johnson; J. Nichols and son; R. Baldwin; F. and C. Rivington; W. Otridge and Son; Leigh and Sotheby; R. Faulder and Son; G. Nicol and Son; T. Payne; G. Robinson; Wilkie and Robinson; C. Davies; T. Egerton; Scatcherd and Letterman; J. Walker; Vernor, Hood, and Sharpe; R. Lea; J. Nunn; Lackington, Allen, and Company; J. Stockdale; Cuthell and Martin; Clarke and Sons; J. White and Company; Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme; Cadell and Davies; J. Barker; John Richardson; J.M. Richardson; J. Carpenter; B. Crosby; E. Jeffery; J. Murray; W. Miller; J. and A. Arch; Black, Parry, and Kingsbury; J. Booker; S. Bagster; J. Harding; J. Mackinlay; J. Hatchard; R.H. Evans; Matthews and Leigh; J. Mawman; J. Booth; J. Asperne; P. and W. Wynne; and W. Grace, Deighton and Son at Cambridge; and Wilson and Son at York, 1810 |
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Samuel Johnson. * Upon the Earth's increase why should'st thou feed , Unless the Earth with thy increase be fed ? By law of Nature thou art born to breed , That thine may live , when thou thyself art dead ; And so in spite of death thou ...
Samuel Johnson. * Upon the Earth's increase why should'st thou feed , Unless the Earth with thy increase be fed ? By law of Nature thou art born to breed , That thine may live , when thou thyself art dead ; And so in spite of death thou ...
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... Earth in love with thee thy footing trips , And all is but to rob thee of a kiss . Rich preys make rich men thieves ; so do thy Make modest Dian cloudy and forlorn , Lest she should steal a kiss , and die forsworn . [ lips " Now , of ...
... Earth in love with thee thy footing trips , And all is but to rob thee of a kiss . Rich preys make rich men thieves ; so do thy Make modest Dian cloudy and forlorn , Lest she should steal a kiss , and die forsworn . [ lips " Now , of ...
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... earth's deligät , Which I to conquer sought with all my might ; But as reproof and reason beat it dead , By thy bright beauty was it newly bred . " I see what crosses my attempt will bring ; I know what thorns the growing rose defends ...
... earth's deligät , Which I to conquer sought with all my might ; But as reproof and reason beat it dead , By thy bright beauty was it newly bred . " I see what crosses my attempt will bring ; I know what thorns the growing rose defends ...
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... earth weeps at thy languishment , So I at each sad strain will strain a tear , And with deep groans the diapason bear : For burthen - wise I'll hum on Tarquin still , While thou on Tereus descant'st , better skill . " And whiles against ...
... earth weeps at thy languishment , So I at each sad strain will strain a tear , And with deep groans the diapason bear : For burthen - wise I'll hum on Tarquin still , While thou on Tereus descant'st , better skill . " And whiles against ...
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... earth am rotten ; From hence your memory death cannot take , Although in me each part will be forgotten . Your name from hence immortal life shall have , Though I , once gone , to all the world must die . The earth can yield me but a ...
... earth am rotten ; From hence your memory death cannot take , Although in me each part will be forgotten . Your name from hence immortal life shall have , Though I , once gone , to all the world must die . The earth can yield me but a ...
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angels Antinous bear beasts beauty BEN JONSON bloud body breath brest COUNTESS OF BEDFORD court dance dead dear death delight disdaine Donne dost doth Earth errour ev'ry eyes face fair falne false fame fear fire foes foul give glory God's grace grief grone hand hate hath haue hear heart Heaven Hell honour JOHN DONNE king kiss light live look Lord loue lov'd love's Lucrece lust mind Muse never night nought once pain pleasure poison'd poor pow'r praise prince quoth rage SATIRE SATIRE IV SATIRE VII scape scorn seem'd sense Shakspeare shalt shame sighs sight sinne sonne SONNET soul sprite straight strange Sunne sweet tears thee thence thine things thou art thou hast thought thyself tongue true truth twixt unto virtue weep Whil'st wilt wind wretched