The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... Ev'n Property , whose Champion now you stand , 220 And seem for this the Idol of the Land , Did ne'er sustain such Violence before As when your Counsel shut the Royal Store ; Advice , that Ruine to whole Tribes procur'd , But secret ...
... Ev'n Property , whose Champion now you stand , 220 And seem for this the Idol of the Land , Did ne'er sustain such Violence before As when your Counsel shut the Royal Store ; Advice , that Ruine to whole Tribes procur'd , But secret ...
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... ev'n the Spring , the Spring it self is lost . Amyntas - Oh ! he cou'd not speak the rest , Nor needed , for presaging Damon guess'd . Equal with Heav'n young Damon loved the Boy ; 20 The boast of Nature , both his Parents Joy . His ...
... ev'n the Spring , the Spring it self is lost . Amyntas - Oh ! he cou'd not speak the rest , Nor needed , for presaging Damon guess'd . Equal with Heav'n young Damon loved the Boy ; 20 The boast of Nature , both his Parents Joy . His ...
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... Ev'n Times are in perpetual Flux ; and run , Like Rivers from their Fountain rowling on ; For Time no more than Streams , is at a Stay : The flying Hour is ever on her way ; And as the Fountain still supplies her store , 270 The Wave ...
... Ev'n Times are in perpetual Flux ; and run , Like Rivers from their Fountain rowling on ; For Time no more than Streams , is at a Stay : The flying Hour is ever on her way ; And as the Fountain still supplies her store , 270 The Wave ...
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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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Amyntas Arcite Arms Baucis and Philemon Beauty behold betwixt Blood Breast call'd Chaucer Christie Cinyras cou'd Coursers Crime cry'd Dame dare Death design'd Dryden dy'd e'er e're editors wrongly give Ev'n ev'ry Eyes Face fair Fame Fate Father fear Fight Fire Flames Fools forc'd Fortune Friend Gods Grace Hand happy hast Heart Heav'n Honour JOHN DRYDEN Jove kind King Ladies liv'd live Lord lov'd Love Lovers Lucretius Maid Mind mortal Muse Name never Night Numbers Nymph o'er o're once Ovid Pain Palamon Persius plac'd Plain Play pleas'd Pleasure Poem Poet Pow'r Praise Pray'r Prince publick Queen rais'd receiv'd rest sacred Satyr seem'd shou'd Sight Soul stood sweet Tears Text Thebes thee Theocritus Theseus thou thought Translation turn'd Twas TYRANNICK LOVE Verse Vertue Virgil Wife Wind Words wou'd Youth ΙΟ