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Page 111
Our supple tribes repress their patriot throats , And ask no questions but the price of votes ; With weekly libels and septennial ale , Their wish is full to riot and to rail . In full - blown dignity , see Wolsey stand , Law in his ...
Our supple tribes repress their patriot throats , And ask no questions but the price of votes ; With weekly libels and septennial ale , Their wish is full to riot and to rail . In full - blown dignity , see Wolsey stand , Law in his ...
Page 161
... Unenvied , unmolested , unconfined : But the long pomp , the midnight masquerade , With all the freaks of wanton wealth arrayed , In these , ere triflers half their wish obtain , The toiling pleasure sickens into pain ; And , e'en ...
... Unenvied , unmolested , unconfined : But the long pomp , the midnight masquerade , With all the freaks of wanton wealth arrayed , In these , ere triflers half their wish obtain , The toiling pleasure sickens into pain ; And , e'en ...
Page 172
... them into paper with a pin , ( And thou wast happier than myself the while , Would'st softly speak , and stroke my head and smile ) Could those few pleasant hours again appear , Might one wish bring them , would I wish them here ?
... them into paper with a pin , ( And thou wast happier than myself the while , Would'st softly speak , and stroke my head and smile ) Could those few pleasant hours again appear , Might one wish bring them , would I wish them here ?
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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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