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Page 386
... Lulld like the depth of ocean when at rest , Fair as the crowning rose of the whole wreath , Soft as the callow cygnet in its nest ; In short , he was a very pretty fellow , Although his woes had turn'd him rather yellow .
... Lulld like the depth of ocean when at rest , Fair as the crowning rose of the whole wreath , Soft as the callow cygnet in its nest ; In short , he was a very pretty fellow , Although his woes had turn'd him rather yellow .
Page 417
... And then against them bitterer than ever ; For pantisocracy he once had cried Aloud , a scheme less moral than ' twas clever ; Then grew a hearty anti - jacobinHad turn'd his coat - and would have turn'd his skin .
... And then against them bitterer than ever ; For pantisocracy he once had cried Aloud , a scheme less moral than ' twas clever ; Then grew a hearty anti - jacobinHad turn'd his coat - and would have turn'd his skin .
Page 419
... light as an elf , Or wisp that flits o'er a morass : he lurks , It may be , still , like dull books on a shelf , In his own den , to scrawl some ' Life ' or ' Vision , ' As Welborn says — ' the devil turn'd precisian .
... light as an elf , Or wisp that flits o'er a morass : he lurks , It may be , still , like dull books on a shelf , In his own den , to scrawl some ' Life ' or ' Vision , ' As Welborn says — ' the devil turn'd precisian .
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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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