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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... nought esteems that face of thine , To which Love's eye pays tributary gazes ; Nor thy soft hands , sweet lips , and crystal eyne , But having thee at vantage ( wondrous dread ! ) Whose full perfection all the world amazes ; Would root ...
... nought esteems that face of thine , To which Love's eye pays tributary gazes ; Nor thy soft hands , sweet lips , and crystal eyne , But having thee at vantage ( wondrous dread ! ) Whose full perfection all the world amazes ; Would root ...
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... nought at all respecting , In hand with all things , nought at all effecting . Here kennel'd in a brake she finds a hound , And asks the weary caitiff for his master ; And there another licking of his wound , ' Gainst venom'd sores the ...
... nought at all respecting , In hand with all things , nought at all effecting . Here kennel'd in a brake she finds a hound , And asks the weary caitiff for his master ; And there another licking of his wound , ' Gainst venom'd sores the ...
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... nought to do what ' s done by night . " Thus cavils she with every thing she sees : True grief is fond and testy as a child , Who wayward once , his mood with nought agrees , Old woes , not infant sorrows , bear him mild ; Continuance ...
... nought to do what ' s done by night . " Thus cavils she with every thing she sees : True grief is fond and testy as a child , Who wayward once , his mood with nought agrees , Old woes , not infant sorrows , bear him mild ; Continuance ...
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... nought , Save , where you are how happy you make those : So true a fool is love , that in your will ( Though you do any thing ) he thinks no ill . SONNET LVIII . THAT God forbid , that made me first your slave , I should in thought ...
... nought , Save , where you are how happy you make those : So true a fool is love , that in your will ( Though you do any thing ) he thinks no ill . SONNET LVIII . THAT God forbid , that made me first your slave , I should in thought ...
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... nought ? Think women still to thrive with men , To sin , and never for to saint : There is no Heaven , by holy then , When time with age shall them attaint . Were kisses all the joys in bed , One woman would another wed . But soft ...
... nought ? Think women still to thrive with men , To sin , and never for to saint : There is no Heaven , by holy then , When time with age shall them attaint . Were kisses all the joys in bed , One woman would another wed . But soft ...
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