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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... bounds of common decency . The church has ever been unfriendly to the stage . A part of the injunctions of queen Elizabeth is particu- larly directed against the printing of plays ; and , according to an entry in the books of the ...
... bounds of common decency . The church has ever been unfriendly to the stage . A part of the injunctions of queen Elizabeth is particu- larly directed against the printing of plays ; and , according to an entry in the books of the ...
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... bound ; And when from thence he struggles to be gone , She locks her lily fingers , one in one . " Fondling , " she ... bounds , And now his woven girts he breaks asunder , The bearing Earth with his hard hoof he wounds , Whose hollow ...
... bound ; And when from thence he struggles to be gone , She locks her lily fingers , one in one . " Fondling , " she ... bounds , And now his woven girts he breaks asunder , The bearing Earth with his hard hoof he wounds , Whose hollow ...
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... bounds , but deep desire hath none , Therefore no marvel though thy horse be gone . " How like a jade he stood , tied to a tree , Servilely master'd with a leathern rein ! But when he saw his love , his youth's fair fee , He held such ...
... bounds , but deep desire hath none , Therefore no marvel though thy horse be gone . " How like a jade he stood , tied to a tree , Servilely master'd with a leathern rein ! But when he saw his love , his youth's fair fee , He held such ...
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... bounds , what course , what. SONNET LXXII . O , LEST the world should task you to recite What merit liv'd in me , that you should love After my death , dear love , forget me quite , For you in me can nothing worthy prove ; Unless you ...
... bounds , what course , what. SONNET LXXII . O , LEST the world should task you to recite What merit liv'd in me , that you should love After my death , dear love , forget me quite , For you in me can nothing worthy prove ; Unless you ...
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Samuel Johnson. What rounds , what bounds , what course , what stop Heard where his plants in others ' orchards grew , THE POEMS OF SIR JOHN DAVIES . " Father , " she says , " though in me you behold The injury of many a blasting hour ...
Samuel Johnson. What rounds , what bounds , what course , what stop Heard where his plants in others ' orchards grew , THE POEMS OF SIR JOHN DAVIES . " Father , " she says , " though in me you behold The injury of many a blasting hour ...
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