Miscellaneous Poems and Translations: By Several Hands. Particularly, I. Windsor-Forest, ... By Mr. PopeBernard Lintot, 1720 - English poetry |
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... whose visions bless , Bear me , oh bear me to fequefter'd scenes , Of bowry mazes , and furrounding greens ; To Thames's banks which fragrant breezes fill , Or where ye Mufes fport on Cooper's hill . ( On Cooper's hill eternal wreaths ...
... whose visions bless , Bear me , oh bear me to fequefter'd scenes , Of bowry mazes , and furrounding greens ; To Thames's banks which fragrant breezes fill , Or where ye Mufes fport on Cooper's hill . ( On Cooper's hill eternal wreaths ...
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... Whose right it is , uncenfur'd to be dull ; Such without wit are poets when they please , As without learning they can take degrees . Leave dang'rous truths to unfuccessful fatyrs , And flattery to fulfome dedicators , Whom , when they ...
... Whose right it is , uncenfur'd to be dull ; Such without wit are poets when they please , As without learning they can take degrees . Leave dang'rous truths to unfuccessful fatyrs , And flattery to fulfome dedicators , Whom , when they ...
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... whose enfign fcares the birds of prey , And old Silenus , youthful in decay , Employ'd their wiles and unavailing care , To pass the fences , and furprize the fair ? Like these , Vertumnus own'd his faithful flame , Like these ...
... whose enfign fcares the birds of prey , And old Silenus , youthful in decay , Employ'd their wiles and unavailing care , To pass the fences , and furprize the fair ? Like these , Vertumnus own'd his faithful flame , Like these ...
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... Whose game is Whisk , whofe treat a toast in sack , Who vifits with a gun , prefents you birds , Then gives a fmacking bufs , and cries - No words ! Or with his hound comes hollowing from the stable , Makes love with nods , and knees ...
... Whose game is Whisk , whofe treat a toast in sack , Who vifits with a gun , prefents you birds , Then gives a fmacking bufs , and cries - No words ! Or with his hound comes hollowing from the stable , Makes love with nods , and knees ...
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... Whose bounty gave that learning which he had . Laboriously he study'd night and day , His words were few , fpoke in no vulgar way . Weigh'd e're pronounc'd , fententious , short and clean , Thoughtful his look , and bafhful was his mien ...
... Whose bounty gave that learning which he had . Laboriously he study'd night and day , His words were few , fpoke in no vulgar way . Weigh'd e're pronounc'd , fententious , short and clean , Thoughtful his look , and bafhful was his mien ...
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