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Page 53
Stretch'd on the lawn his second hope survey , At once the chaser , and at once the prey : Lo Rufus , tugging at the deadly dart , Bleeds in the forest like a wounded hart . Succeeding monarchs heard the subjects ' cries , Nor saw ...
Stretch'd on the lawn his second hope survey , At once the chaser , and at once the prey : Lo Rufus , tugging at the deadly dart , Bleeds in the forest like a wounded hart . Succeeding monarchs heard the subjects ' cries , Nor saw ...
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Some demon stole my pen ( forgive the offence ) And once betrayed me into common sense : Else all my prose and verse were much the same ; This prose on stilts , that poetry fall'n lame . Did on the stage my fops appear confined ?
Some demon stole my pen ( forgive the offence ) And once betrayed me into common sense : Else all my prose and verse were much the same ; This prose on stilts , that poetry fall'n lame . Did on the stage my fops appear confined ?
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a She crossed him once , she crossed him twice , That lady was so brave ; The fouler grew his goblin hue , The darker grew the cave . She crossed him thrice , that lady bold ; He rose beneath her hand The fairest knight on Scottish mold ...
a She crossed him once , she crossed him twice , That lady was so brave ; The fouler grew his goblin hue , The darker grew the cave . She crossed him thrice , that lady bold ; He rose beneath her hand The fairest knight on Scottish mold ...
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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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