Ajax His Speech to the Grecian Knabbs, from Ovid's Metam. Lib.XIII ... Attempted in Broad Buchans: To which are Added A Journal to Portsmouth, and A Shop-bill, in the Same Dialect. With a Key |
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An ' Ĉacus my gutcher was , Fa now in hell fits jidge , Fare a fun - stane does SISYPHUS a Down to the yerd fair gnidge . Atque ego , fi virtus in me dubitabilis effet , Nobilitate potens effem , Telamone creatus : Moenia qui forti ...
An ' Ĉacus my gutcher was , Fa now in hell fits jidge , Fare a fun - stane does SISYPHUS a Down to the yerd fair gnidge . Atque ego , fi virtus in me dubitabilis effet , Nobilitate potens effem , Telamone creatus : Moenia qui forti ...
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Yet he's alive , altho to gang Wi ' him he was fu'laith ; If PALAMEDE had been sae wise , He had been free frae skaith : For he'd been livin ti ' this day , An ' slept in a hale skin , a An'gotten fair play for his life , An ' stan'd he ...
Yet he's alive , altho to gang Wi ' him he was fu'laith ; If PALAMEDE had been sae wise , He had been free frae skaith : For he'd been livin ti ' this day , An ' slept in a hale skin , a An'gotten fair play for his life , An ' stan'd he ...
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Fan his poor glyde was fae mischiev'd , He'd neither ca'nor drive , The lyart lad , wi ' years fair dwang'd , The traitor thief did leave . Ergo aut exGlio vires subduxit Achivis , Aut nece . sic pugnat , sic et metuendus , Ulysses .
Fan his poor glyde was fae mischiev'd , He'd neither ca'nor drive , The lyart lad , wi ' years fair dwang'd , The traitor thief did leave . Ergo aut exGlio vires subduxit Achivis , Aut nece . sic pugnat , sic et metuendus , Ulysses .
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HECTOR to the toulzie came , i An'gods baith fierce an'grim , He flegged starker fouk na ' you , Sae fair they dreaded him . Yet as he did o'flaughter voust , I len'd him fik a dird , As laid him arfelins on his back , To wamble o'the ...
HECTOR to the toulzie came , i An'gods baith fierce an'grim , He flegged starker fouk na ' you , Sae fair they dreaded him . Yet as he did o'flaughter voust , I len'd him fik a dird , As laid him arfelins on his back , To wamble o'the ...
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Bat gin the truth I now durft tell , I think the honour's mair To them , than fat it is to me , Tho'they come to my skair : At least the honour equalis ; Than fat needs a ' this din ; For Ajax them he does na'feek , Sae fair as they do ...
Bat gin the truth I now durft tell , I think the honour's mair To them , than fat it is to me , Tho'they come to my skair : At least the honour equalis ; Than fat needs a ' this din ; For Ajax them he does na'feek , Sae fair as they do ...
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| Title | Ajax His Speech to the Grecian Knabbs, from Ovid's Metam. Lib.XIII ... Attempted in Broad Buchans: To which are Added A Journal to Portsmouth, and A Shop-bill, in the Same Dialect. With a Key |
| Author | Ovid |
| Published | 1755 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 21 Dec 2005 |
| Length | 51 pages |
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