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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... seeme to threat Manie hard fortunes , and disastres great ) If chance it come to wanton Capricorne , And so into the Ram's disgraceful horne , Then learne thou of the ugly Scorpion , To hate her for her fowle abusion : Thy refuge then ...
... seeme to threat Manie hard fortunes , and disastres great ) If chance it come to wanton Capricorne , And so into the Ram's disgraceful horne , Then learne thou of the ugly Scorpion , To hate her for her fowle abusion : Thy refuge then ...
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... seeme sunke for verie hollownesse . But could he have ( as I did it mistake ) So little in his purse , so much upon his backe ? So nothing in his maw ? yet seemeth by his belt , That his gaunt gut no too much stuffing felt . Seest thou ...
... seeme sunke for verie hollownesse . But could he have ( as I did it mistake ) So little in his purse , so much upon his backe ? So nothing in his maw ? yet seemeth by his belt , That his gaunt gut no too much stuffing felt . Seest thou ...
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... seeme , one luster ten to me . Thus changing course to change my state I know , In presence time proues swift , in absence slow . SONET XVII . I SAW Sixe gallant nymphes , I saw but one , One stain'd them all , one did them onely grace ...
... seeme , one luster ten to me . Thus changing course to change my state I know , In presence time proues swift , in absence slow . SONET XVII . I SAW Sixe gallant nymphes , I saw but one , One stain'd them all , one did them onely grace ...
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... seeme most sound . In this imbark'd when from the port I past , Faire gales at first my sailes did greete , And all seem'd for the voyage meete ; But yet I sail'd not long , when lo , a blast Did quite oreturne my mast ; Which being ...
... seeme most sound . In this imbark'd when from the port I past , Faire gales at first my sailes did greete , And all seem'd for the voyage meete ; But yet I sail'd not long , when lo , a blast Did quite oreturne my mast ; Which being ...
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... seeme , And must go mask'd , that I may not be knowne . SONET XX . VNHAPPIE ghost , go waile thy griefe below , Where neuer soule but endlesse horrour sees , Dismaske thy mind amongst the mirtle trees , Which here I see thou art asham'd ...
... seeme , And must go mask'd , that I may not be knowne . SONET XX . VNHAPPIE ghost , go waile thy griefe below , Where neuer soule but endlesse horrour sees , Dismaske thy mind amongst the mirtle trees , Which here I see thou art asham'd ...
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