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In grave Quintilian's copious work , we find The justest rules and clearest method join'd : Thus useful arms in magazines we place , All ranged in order , and disposed with grace , But less to please the eye , than arm the hand , Still ...
In grave Quintilian's copious work , we find The justest rules and clearest method join'd : Thus useful arms in magazines we place , All ranged in order , and disposed with grace , But less to please the eye , than arm the hand , Still ...
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... Edward scattered wild dismay , As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side He wound with toilsome march his long array :Stout Glo'ster stood aghast in speechless trance ; " To arms ! cried Mortimer , and couched his quivering lance .
... Edward scattered wild dismay , As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side He wound with toilsome march his long array :Stout Glo'ster stood aghast in speechless trance ; " To arms ! cried Mortimer , and couched his quivering lance .
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LXXIX ' Stand ye calm and resolute , Like a forest close and mute , With folded arms and looks which are Weapons of unvanquished war , LXXX ' And let Panic , who outspeeds The career of armed steeds Pass , a disregarded shade Through ...
LXXIX ' Stand ye calm and resolute , Like a forest close and mute , With folded arms and looks which are Weapons of unvanquished war , LXXX ' And let Panic , who outspeeds The career of armed steeds Pass , a disregarded shade Through ...
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CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL OF DORSET 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
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