Silver Poets of the Eighteenth CenturyArthur Pollard |
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... Mind , Which raise a Flame that will endure For ever , uncorrupt and pure ; If ' tis with Reason they complain , This Infant shall restore my Reign . I'll search where ev'ry Virtue dwells , From Courts inclusive , down to Cells , What ...
... Mind , Which raise a Flame that will endure For ever , uncorrupt and pure ; If ' tis with Reason they complain , This Infant shall restore my Reign . I'll search where ev'ry Virtue dwells , From Courts inclusive , down to Cells , What ...
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... Mind , To fancy they can be unkind . Me , surely me , you ought to spare , Who gladly would your Suff'rings share ; Or give my Scrap of Life to you , And think it far beneath your Due ; You , to whose Care so oft I owe , That I'm alive ...
... Mind , To fancy they can be unkind . Me , surely me , you ought to spare , Who gladly would your Suff'rings share ; Or give my Scrap of Life to you , And think it far beneath your Due ; You , to whose Care so oft I owe , That I'm alive ...
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... mind to mind endear , For honour forms the social temper here . Honour , that praise which real merit gains , Or even imaginary worth obtains , Here passes current ; paid from hand to hand , It shifts in splendid traffic round the land ...
... mind to mind endear , For honour forms the social temper here . Honour , that praise which real merit gains , Or even imaginary worth obtains , Here passes current ; paid from hand to hand , It shifts in splendid traffic round the land ...
Contents
A Description of the Morning | 8 |
Horace Lib 2 Sat 6 | 28 |
A Satirical Elegy on the Death | 34 |
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Antistrophe Bard Baucis and Philemon bless blest bliss breast Cadenus call'd charms chearful Circassia Collins cou'd Covent Garden Dean Death delight divine drest Dunciad ECLOGUE Edward III Eirin Esther Vanhomrigh Eton College Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair Fame Fancy Fate Fear fire fix'd Flow'rs Foes Folly Friend Goddess grace Gray Grief Grove Hand hear heart Heav'n honour hope hour Johnson Jonathan Swift King land Lord lov'd Love lyre Maid Mind Muse ne'er never Night Numbers Nymph o'er pain Passions Peace PINDARIC Pity plain pleasure poem Poet poetry Pow'r praise Pride Queen rage reign rise round satire Scene Shade shew sigh skies smiling Song sorrow soul Spring Stoke Poges STOOPS TO CONQUER Swain sweet Swift tear thee thine thou thought thro Toil Twas Vale Vanessa Verses Virtue voice wealth weep wild wou'd Youth ΙΟ