Silver Poets of the Eighteenth CenturyArthur Pollard |
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... Hearts are trembling , They mourn for me without dissembling . My female Friends , whose tender Hearts Have better ... Heart . ) 240 But dearest Friends , they say , must part . His Time was come , he ran his Race ; We hope he's in a ...
... Hearts are trembling , They mourn for me without dissembling . My female Friends , whose tender Hearts Have better ... Heart . ) 240 But dearest Friends , they say , must part . His Time was come , he ran his Race ; We hope he's in a ...
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... heart ; Spread out by me , the roving coin Thy nets may catch , but not confine ; Nor can I hope , thy silken chain The glitt❜ring vagrants shall restrain . Why , Sylvia , was it then decreed , The heart , once caught , should ne'er be ...
... heart ; Spread out by me , the roving coin Thy nets may catch , but not confine ; Nor can I hope , thy silken chain The glitt❜ring vagrants shall restrain . Why , Sylvia , was it then decreed , The heart , once caught , should ne'er be ...
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... Heart , and own'd the pow'rful Maid , When fast she dropt her Tears , and thus she said : ' Farewel the Youth whom Sighs could not detain , Whom Zara's breaking Heart implor'd in vain ; Yet as thou go'st , may ev'ry Blast arise , Weak ...
... Heart , and own'd the pow'rful Maid , When fast she dropt her Tears , and thus she said : ' Farewel the Youth whom Sighs could not detain , Whom Zara's breaking Heart implor'd in vain ; Yet as thou go'st , may ev'ry Blast arise , Weak ...
Contents
A Description of the Morning | 8 |
Horace Lib 2 Sat 6 | 28 |
A Satirical Elegy on the Death | 34 |
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