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Page 133
... Think they may push and justle all they meet , And blame what e're they fee ,
complain , and brawl , And think their Virtues make amends for all ; They neither
comb their Head , nor wash their Face , But think their virtuous Nastiness a grace
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... Think they may push and justle all they meet , And blame what e're they fee ,
complain , and brawl , And think their Virtues make amends for all ; They neither
comb their Head , nor wash their Face , But think their virtuous Nastiness a grace
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Page 191
I felt thy Blood fly upward to my Face , While thou unguarded lay , Yielding to
every Word , to every Grace , Fond to be made a Prey . I left thee watching in my
Eyes , And list'ning in my Ear , Discovering Weakness in thy Sighs , Uneasie with
thy ...
I felt thy Blood fly upward to my Face , While thou unguarded lay , Yielding to
every Word , to every Grace , Fond to be made a Prey . I left thee watching in my
Eyes , And list'ning in my Ear , Discovering Weakness in thy Sighs , Uneasie with
thy ...
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These form'd , the Jewel erst did grace The Cap of the first Grave o'th ' Races
Peferr'd by Grafin Marian T'adorn the Handle of her Fan , And as by old Record
appears , Worn since in Reniganda's Years , Now sparkling in the Frokin's Hair ,
No ...
These form'd , the Jewel erst did grace The Cap of the first Grave o'th ' Races
Peferr'd by Grafin Marian T'adorn the Handle of her Fan , And as by old Record
appears , Worn since in Reniganda's Years , Now sparkling in the Frokin's Hair ,
No ...
Page 264
Seek out in another place , Something fit for your Embrace : Perhaps in a less
charming Face You may find a pleasing Grace , Wit , or Motion , Dress , or Art ,
Thousand things that may divert The Torments of your throbbing Heart . If in this
no ...
Seek out in another place , Something fit for your Embrace : Perhaps in a less
charming Face You may find a pleasing Grace , Wit , or Motion , Dress , or Art ,
Thousand things that may divert The Torments of your throbbing Heart . If in this
no ...
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Page 181 - The country rings around with loud alarms, And raw in fields the rude militia swarms; Mouths without hands; maintained at vast expense, In peace a charge, in war a weak defence; Stout once a month they march, a blustering band, And ever, but in times of need, at hand...
Page 240 - To drive the deer with hound and horn Earl Percy took his way ; The child may rue that is unborn The hunting of that day.
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Page 34 - Must be, when those misfortunes shall arrive; And since the man who is not feels not woe (For death exempts him, and wards off the blow, Which we, the living, only feel and bear) What is there left for us in death to fear? When once that pause of life has come between, 'Tis just the same as we had never been. And therefore if a man bemoan his lot, That after death his mouldering limbs shall rot, Or flames, or jaws of beasts devour his mass, Know, he's an unsincere, unthinking ass.
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Page 182 - Depriv'd of day, and held in fetters faft : His life was only fpar'd at their requeft, Whom taken he fo nobly had releas'd : But ! But Iphigenia was the ladies care, Each in their turn addrefs'd to treat the fair ; While Pafimond and his the nuptial feaft prepare.
Page 169 - Fix'd on her face, nor could remove his sight, New as he was to love, and novice in delight; Long mute he stood, and leaning on his staff, His wonder...
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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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