Late Augustan PoetryPatricia Meyer Spacks |
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... ry far , I drew the Breath of Life in English Air ; Was early taught a Briton's Right to prize , And lisp the Tale of HENRY's Victories ; If the gull'd Conqueror receives the ... ev'ry Face a Thousand Graces shine , From ev'ry 164 London.
... ry far , I drew the Breath of Life in English Air ; Was early taught a Briton's Right to prize , And lisp the Tale of HENRY's Victories ; If the gull'd Conqueror receives the ... ev'ry Face a Thousand Graces shine , From ev'ry 164 London.
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Patricia Meyer Spacks. In ev'ry Face a Thousand Graces shine , From ev'ry Tongue flows Harmony divine . These Arts in vain our rugged Natives try , Strain out with fault'ring Diffidence a Lye , And gain a Kick for awkward Flattery ...
Patricia Meyer Spacks. In ev'ry Face a Thousand Graces shine , From ev'ry Tongue flows Harmony divine . These Arts in vain our rugged Natives try , Strain out with fault'ring Diffidence a Lye , And gain a Kick for awkward Flattery ...
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... Ev'N yet preserv'd , how often may'st thou hear , Where to the pole the Boreal mountains run , Taught by the father to his list'ning son 25 25 30 35 Strange lays , whose power had charm'd a SPENCER's ear . At ev'ry pause , before thy ...
... Ev'N yet preserv'd , how often may'st thou hear , Where to the pole the Boreal mountains run , Taught by the father to his list'ning son 25 25 30 35 Strange lays , whose power had charm'd a SPENCER's ear . At ev'ry pause , before thy ...
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