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Careful , concern'd his danger to prevent , Much he enquir'd , and many a
message sent , To warn him from the Field ; alas , in vain ! Behold his mourful
followers bear him slain Ontheir broad shields ; still gulh'd the gaping wound ,
And drew a ...
Careful , concern'd his danger to prevent , Much he enquir'd , and many a
message sent , To warn him from the Field ; alas , in vain ! Behold his mourful
followers bear him slain Ontheir broad shields ; still gulh'd the gaping wound ,
And drew a ...
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Suppose thou art not broken yet with years , Yet still the felf - fame Scene of
things appears , And wou'd be eyer , coud'ft thou ever live ; For Life is still but Life
, there's nothing new togive What can we plead against fo just a Bill ? We stand ...
Suppose thou art not broken yet with years , Yet still the felf - fame Scene of
things appears , And wou'd be eyer , coud'ft thou ever live ; For Life is still but Life
, there's nothing new togive What can we plead against fo just a Bill ? We stand ...
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But if a wretch , a man opprest by fate , Shou'd beg of Nature to prolong his date ,
She speaks aloud to him with more disdain , Be still , thou Martyr fool , thou
covetous of pain . But if an old decrepit Sot lament ; What thou ( She cryes ) who
hast ...
But if a wretch , a man opprest by fate , Shou'd beg of Nature to prolong his date ,
She speaks aloud to him with more disdain , Be still , thou Martyr fool , thou
covetous of pain . But if an old decrepit Sot lament ; What thou ( She cryes ) who
hast ...
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And you see the Nymphs advance Their nimble Feet in a well order'd Dance ,
And hear'em how they talk , & fee'em how they smile , Aregriev'dthat you must
stand neglected all the while All this , without an Answer , heard the Swain ; Still
he ...
And you see the Nymphs advance Their nimble Feet in a well order'd Dance ,
And hear'em how they talk , & fee'em how they smile , Aregriev'dthat you must
stand neglected all the while All this , without an Answer , heard the Swain ; Still
he ...
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The other Sex too , whom we all adore , When search'd we still find rotten at the
Core , An old dry Bawd , or a young juicy Whore : Their Love all false , their Virtue
but a Name , And nothing in ' em constant but their Shame . What Satyrist then ...
The other Sex too , whom we all adore , When search'd we still find rotten at the
Core , An old dry Bawd , or a young juicy Whore : Their Love all false , their Virtue
but a Name , And nothing in ' em constant but their Shame . What Satyrist then ...
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| Title | Sylvae, Or, The Second Part of Poetical Miscellanies |
| Author | John Dryden |
| Publisher | Jacob Tonson, 1702 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 13 Jul 2007 |
| Length | 306 pages |
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