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Page 76
... Where the rude axe with heaved stroke , Was never heard the nymphs to daunt
, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt There in close covert by some brook ,
Where no profaner eye may look , Hide me from Day's garish eye , While the bee
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... Where the rude axe with heaved stroke , Was never heard the nymphs to daunt
, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt There in close covert by some brook ,
Where no profaner eye may look , Hide me from Day's garish eye , While the bee
...
Page 211
Now stir the fire , and close the shutters fast , Let fall the curtains , wheel the sofa
round , And while the bubbling and loud bissing urn Throws up a steamy column
, and the cups , That cheer but not inebriate , wait on each , So let us welcome ...
Now stir the fire , and close the shutters fast , Let fall the curtains , wheel the sofa
round , And while the bubbling and loud bissing urn Throws up a steamy column
, and the cups , That cheer but not inebriate , wait on each , So let us welcome ...
Page 212
1 Close at his heels , a demagogue ascends , And with a dextrous jerk soon
twists him down , And wins them but to lose them in his turn . Here rills of oily
eloquence in soft Meanders lubricate the course they take ; The modest speaker
is ...
1 Close at his heels , a demagogue ascends , And with a dextrous jerk soon
twists him down , And wins them but to lose them in his turn . Here rills of oily
eloquence in soft Meanders lubricate the course they take ; The modest speaker
is ...
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