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Blest England , if this happiness be thine ! A. 85 Guard what you say ; the patriotick tribe Will sneer and charge you with a bribe . - B . A bribe ? The worth of his three kingdoms I defy , To lure me to the baseness of a lie ...
Blest England , if this happiness be thine ! A. 85 Guard what you say ; the patriotick tribe Will sneer and charge you with a bribe . - B . A bribe ? The worth of his three kingdoms I defy , To lure me to the baseness of a lie ...
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O Liberty ! the pris'ners pleasing dream , The poet's muse , his passion , and his theme ; Genius is thine , and thou art Fancy's nurse ; Lost without thee th ' ennobling pow'rs of verse ; Heroick song from thy free touch acquires Its ...
O Liberty ! the pris'ners pleasing dream , The poet's muse , his passion , and his theme ; Genius is thine , and thou art Fancy's nurse ; Lost without thee th ' ennobling pow'rs of verse ; Heroick song from thy free touch acquires Its ...
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Preaching and pranks will share the motley scene , Ours parcell'd out , as thine have ever been , God's worship and the mountebank between . What says the prophet ? Let that day be blest With holiness and consecrated rest .
Preaching and pranks will share the motley scene , Ours parcell'd out , as thine have ever been , God's worship and the mountebank between . What says the prophet ? Let that day be blest With holiness and consecrated rest .
الصفحة 41
Petronius ! all the muses weep for thee ; But ev'ry tear shall scald thy memory ; The graces too , while Virtue at their shrine , Lay bleeding under that soft hand of thine , Felt each a mortal stab in her own breast , Abhorr'd the ...
Petronius ! all the muses weep for thee ; But ev'ry tear shall scald thy memory ; The graces too , while Virtue at their shrine , Lay bleeding under that soft hand of thine , Felt each a mortal stab in her own breast , Abhorr'd the ...
الصفحة 64
Since the dear hour that brought me to thy foot , And cut up all my follies by the root , I never trusted in an arm but thine , Nor hop'd , but in thy righteousness divine : My pray'rs and alms , imperfect and defil'd , Were but the ...
Since the dear hour that brought me to thy foot , And cut up all my follies by the root , I never trusted in an arm but thine , Nor hop'd , but in thy righteousness divine : My pray'rs and alms , imperfect and defil'd , Were but the ...
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| العنوان | Poems by William Cowper ... المجلد 1 من Poems by William Cowper, William Cowper |
| المؤلف | William Cowper |
| الناشر | Published at the Water Street Bookstore, 1833 |
| أصلي من | جامعة هارفارد |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 21 كانون الثاني (يناير) 2009 |
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