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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... prove deformed , I shall be sorry it had so noble a godfather , and never after ear so bar- ren a land , for fear it yield me still so bad a harvest . I leave it to your honourable survey , and your honour to your heart's content ...
... prove deformed , I shall be sorry it had so noble a godfather , and never after ear so bar- ren a land , for fear it yield me still so bad a harvest . I leave it to your honourable survey , and your honour to your heart's content ...
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... prove bankrupt in this poor - rich gain . The aim of all is but to nurse the life With honour , wealth , and ease , in waining age ; And in this aim there is such thwarting strife , That one for all , or all for one we gage ; As life ...
... prove bankrupt in this poor - rich gain . The aim of all is but to nurse the life With honour , wealth , and ease , in waining age ; And in this aim there is such thwarting strife , That one for all , or all for one we gage ; As life ...
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... prove beasts , let beasts bear gentle minds . " As the poor frighted deer , that stands at gaze , Wildly determining which way to fly , Or one encompass'd with a winding maze , That cannot tread the way out readily ; So with herself is ...
... prove beasts , let beasts bear gentle minds . " As the poor frighted deer , that stands at gaze , Wildly determining which way to fly , Or one encompass'd with a winding maze , That cannot tread the way out readily ; So with herself is ...
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... prove none . " SONNET XII . WHEN I do count the clock that tells the time , And see the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the violet past prime , And sable curls , all silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see ...
... prove none . " SONNET XII . WHEN I do count the clock that tells the time , And see the brave day sunk in hideous night ; When I behold the violet past prime , And sable curls , all silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see ...
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... prove me . SONNET XXX . WHEN to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past , I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought , And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste : Then can I drown an eye , unus'd ...
... prove me . SONNET XXX . WHEN to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past , I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought , And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste : Then can I drown an eye , unus'd ...
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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