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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... paine , Men learn'd to burie the reuiuing graine , And father Janus taught the new - found vine Rise on the elme , with manie a friendly twine : And base desire bade men to deluen lowe For needlesse metalls , then gan mischief growe ...
... paine , Men learn'd to burie the reuiuing graine , And father Janus taught the new - found vine Rise on the elme , with manie a friendly twine : And base desire bade men to deluen lowe For needlesse metalls , then gan mischief growe ...
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... paine . Tush ! what care I to be Arcesilas , Or some sad Solon , whose deed - furrowed face , And sullen head , and yellow - clouded sight , Still on the stedfast earth are musing pight ; Mutt'ring what censures their distracted minde ...
... paine . Tush ! what care I to be Arcesilas , Or some sad Solon , whose deed - furrowed face , And sullen head , and yellow - clouded sight , Still on the stedfast earth are musing pight ; Mutt'ring what censures their distracted minde ...
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... paine , Men learn'd to burie the reviving graine , And father Janus taught the new - found vine , Rise on the elme , with many a friendly twine : And base desire bade men to delven low , For needlesse mettals , then gan mischief grow ...
... paine , Men learn'd to burie the reviving graine , And father Janus taught the new - found vine , Rise on the elme , with many a friendly twine : And base desire bade men to delven low , For needlesse mettals , then gan mischief grow ...
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... paine ? Though he perhaps ne'er pass'd the English shore , Yet faine would counted be a conquerour . His haire , French like , stares on his frighted head , One lock amazon - like disheveled , As if he meant to weare a native cord , If ...
... paine ? Though he perhaps ne'er pass'd the English shore , Yet faine would counted be a conquerour . His haire , French like , stares on his frighted head , One lock amazon - like disheveled , As if he meant to weare a native cord , If ...
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... paine , And on the morrow wooes and weds againe . Now see I fire - flakes sparkle from his eyes , Like a comet's tayle in th ' angry skies ; His pouting cheeks puff up above his brow , Like a swolne toad touch'd with the spider's blow ...
... paine , And on the morrow wooes and weds againe . Now see I fire - flakes sparkle from his eyes , Like a comet's tayle in th ' angry skies ; His pouting cheeks puff up above his brow , Like a swolne toad touch'd with the spider's blow ...
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