The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... Fate , And Heaven , that seem'd regardless of our For France and Spain did Miracles create , Such mortal Quarrels to compose in Peace As Nature bred and Int'rest did encrease . We sigh'd to hear the fair Iberian Bride Must grow a Lilie ...
... Fate , And Heaven , that seem'd regardless of our For France and Spain did Miracles create , Such mortal Quarrels to compose in Peace As Nature bred and Int'rest did encrease . We sigh'd to hear the fair Iberian Bride Must grow a Lilie ...
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... Fate prevent ; Nor was the cruel Destiny content To finish all the Murder at a blow , To sweep at once her Life and Beauty too ; But , like a hardn'd Fellon , took a pride To work more Mischievously slow , And plunder'd first , and then ...
... Fate prevent ; Nor was the cruel Destiny content To finish all the Murder at a blow , To sweep at once her Life and Beauty too ; But , like a hardn'd Fellon , took a pride To work more Mischievously slow , And plunder'd first , and then ...
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... Fate , To change his Scepter for a Sword , too late , His 15 last Effort before Jove's Altar tries A Souldier half , and half a Sacrifice : Falls like an Oxe , that waits the coming blow ; Old and unprofitable to the Plough . At 16 ...
... Fate , To change his Scepter for a Sword , too late , His 15 last Effort before Jove's Altar tries A Souldier half , and half a Sacrifice : Falls like an Oxe , that waits the coming blow ; Old and unprofitable to the Plough . At 16 ...
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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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