The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... Beauty , which captives all things , sets me free . too . Let others still Triumph , and gain their Cause By their Deserts or by the World's Applause ; Let Merit Crowns , and Justice Lawrels give , But let me happy by your Pity live ...
... Beauty , which captives all things , sets me free . too . Let others still Triumph , and gain their Cause By their Deserts or by the World's Applause ; Let Merit Crowns , and Justice Lawrels give , But let me happy by your Pity live ...
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... Beauty alone cou'd Beauty take so right : Her Dress , her Shape , her matchless Grace , Were all observ'd , as well as heav'nly Face . With such a Peerless Majesty she stands , As in that Day she took the Crown from Sacred hands : 140 ...
... Beauty alone cou'd Beauty take so right : Her Dress , her Shape , her matchless Grace , Were all observ'd , as well as heav'nly Face . With such a Peerless Majesty she stands , As in that Day she took the Crown from Sacred hands : 140 ...
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... Beauty , and the Court of Love , The Muses droop'd with their forsaken Arts , And the sad Cupids broke their useless Darts . Our fruitful Plains to Wilds and Deserts turn'd , Like Eden's Face when banish'd Man it mourned : Love was no ...
... Beauty , and the Court of Love , The Muses droop'd with their forsaken Arts , And the sad Cupids broke their useless Darts . Our fruitful Plains to Wilds and Deserts turn'd , Like Eden's Face when banish'd Man it mourned : Love was no ...
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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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