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Page 37
Wlat frantic fit , " quoth he , “ hath thus distraught Thee , foolish man , so rash a
doom to give ? What justice ever other judgment taught , But he should die who
merits not to live ? None else to death this man despairing drove , But his own
guilty ...
Wlat frantic fit , " quoth he , “ hath thus distraught Thee , foolish man , so rash a
doom to give ? What justice ever other judgment taught , But he should die who
merits not to live ? None else to death this man despairing drove , But his own
guilty ...
Page 39
For what hath life , that may it loved make , And gives not rather cause it to
forsake ? Fear , sickness , age , loss , labour , sorrow , strife , Pain , hunger , cold ,
that makes the heart to quake ; ja lwhich , and thousands more , do make a ...
For what hath life , that may it loved make , And gives not rather cause it to
forsake ? Fear , sickness , age , loss , labour , sorrow , strife , Pain , hunger , cold ,
that makes the heart to quake ; ja lwhich , and thousands more , do make a ...
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... nought so stockish , hard , and full of rage , The man that hath not music in
himself , Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds , Is fit for treasons ,
stratagems , and spoils ; And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be
trusted .
... nought so stockish , hard , and full of rage , The man that hath not music in
himself , Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds , Is fit for treasons ,
stratagems , and spoils ; And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be
trusted .
Page 57
A LITTLE onward lend thy guiding hand To these dark steps , a little further on ;
For yonder bank hath choice of sun or shade : There I am wont to sit , when any
chance Relieves me from my task of servile toil , Daily in the common prison else
...
A LITTLE onward lend thy guiding hand To these dark steps , a little further on ;
For yonder bank hath choice of sun or shade : There I am wont to sit , when any
chance Relieves me from my task of servile toil , Daily in the common prison else
...
Page 61
And feel thy sovereign , vital lamp ; but thou Revisitst not these eyes , that roll in
vain To find thy piercing ray , and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath
quenched their orbs , Or dim suffusion veiled . Yet not the more Clear spring , or ...
And feel thy sovereign , vital lamp ; but thou Revisitst not these eyes , that roll in
vain To find thy piercing ray , and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath
quenched their orbs , Or dim suffusion veiled . Yet not the more Clear spring , or ...
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| Title | The Beauties of the British Poets, with a Few Introductory Observations |
| Author | George Croly |
| Publisher | Phillips, Sampson, 1857 |
| Length | 395 pages |
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