The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... Author : But I think it fair , however , to leave the Decision to the Publick : Mr. Cowley was too modest to set up for a Dictatour ; and being shock'd perhaps with his old Style , never examin'd into the depth of his good Sense ...
... Author : But I think it fair , however , to leave the Decision to the Publick : Mr. Cowley was too modest to set up for a Dictatour ; and being shock'd perhaps with his old Style , never examin'd into the depth of his good Sense ...
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... Authors Antidotes against it . He has given the truest and most Philosophical account both of the Disease and Remedy , which I ever found in any Author : For which reasons I Translated him . But it will be ask'd why I turned him into ...
... Authors Antidotes against it . He has given the truest and most Philosophical account both of the Disease and Remedy , which I ever found in any Author : For which reasons I Translated him . But it will be ask'd why I turned him into ...
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... Author's Words : ' tis enough if he chuse out some Expression which does not vitiate the Sense . I suppose he may stretch his Chain to such a Latitude , but , by innovation of thoughts , methinks he breaks it . By this means the Spirit ...
... Author's Words : ' tis enough if he chuse out some Expression which does not vitiate the Sense . I suppose he may stretch his Chain to such a Latitude , but , by innovation of thoughts , methinks he breaks it . By this means the Spirit ...
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ASTRÆA REDUX A POEM ON THE HAPPY RESTORATION and Return of | 7 |
TO HIS SACRED MAJESTY A PANEGYRICK ON HIS CORONATION | 16 |
A FUNERALPINDARIQUE POEM SACRED TO | 107 |
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