The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... Coursers with Coursers justling , Men with Men : 590 As lab'ring in Eclipse , a while they stay , Till the next Blast of Wind restores the Day . They look anew : The beauteous Form of Fight Is chang'd , and War appears a grizly Sight ...
... Coursers with Coursers justling , Men with Men : 590 As lab'ring in Eclipse , a while they stay , Till the next Blast of Wind restores the Day . They look anew : The beauteous Form of Fight Is chang'd , and War appears a grizly Sight ...
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... Coursers , and the Soldiers cry , And sounding Trumps that seem'd to tear the Sky . I saw soon after this , behind the Grove From whence the Ladies did in order move , Come issuing out in Arms a Warrior - Train , That like a Deluge pour ...
... Coursers , and the Soldiers cry , And sounding Trumps that seem'd to tear the Sky . I saw soon after this , behind the Grove From whence the Ladies did in order move , Come issuing out in Arms a Warrior - Train , That like a Deluge pour ...
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... Coursers ran . An Hour and more like Tides , in equal sway They rush'd , and won by turns , and lost the Day : At length the Nine ( who still together held ) ) Their fainting Foes to shameful Flight compell'd , 301 And with resistless ...
... Coursers ran . An Hour and more like Tides , in equal sway They rush'd , and won by turns , and lost the Day : At length the Nine ( who still together held ) ) Their fainting Foes to shameful Flight compell'd , 301 And with resistless ...
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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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