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Ill fares the land , to hast'ning ills a prey , Where wealth accumulates , and men decay : Princes and lords may flourish , or may fade ; A breath can make them , as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry , their country's pride ...
Ill fares the land , to hast'ning ills a prey , Where wealth accumulates , and men decay : Princes and lords may flourish , or may fade ; A breath can make them , as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry , their country's pride ...
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XXVIII Stol'n to this paradise , and so entranced , Porphyro gazed upon her empty dress , And listen'd to her breathing , if it chanced To wake into a slumberous tenderness ; Which when he heard , that minute did he bless , And breath'd ...
XXVIII Stol'n to this paradise , and so entranced , Porphyro gazed upon her empty dress , And listen'd to her breathing , if it chanced To wake into a slumberous tenderness ; Which when he heard , that minute did he bless , And breath'd ...
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... He breath'd fierce breath against the sleepy portals , Clear'd them of heavy vapours , burst them wide Suddenly on the ocean's chilly streams . The planet orb of fire , whereon he rode Each day from east to west the heavens through ...
... He breath'd fierce breath against the sleepy portals , Clear'd them of heavy vapours , burst them wide Suddenly on the ocean's chilly streams . The planet orb of fire , whereon he rode Each day from east to west the heavens 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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