The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... Hand . But you , authentick Witnesses I bring , 471 Before the Gods , and your ungrateful King , Of this my Manifest : That never more This Hand shall combate on the crooked Shore : No , let the Grecian Pow'rs oppress'd in Fight ...
... Hand . But you , authentick Witnesses I bring , 471 Before the Gods , and your ungrateful King , Of this my Manifest : That never more This Hand shall combate on the crooked Shore : No , let the Grecian Pow'rs oppress'd in Fight ...
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... Hand , his Front to guard . His Hand it pass'd : And fix'd it to his Brow : Loud Shouts of ours attend the lucky Blow . Him Peleus finish'd , with a second Wound , Which through the Navel pierc'd : He reel'd around ; 520 And drag'd his ...
... Hand , his Front to guard . His Hand it pass'd : And fix'd it to his Brow : Loud Shouts of ours attend the lucky Blow . Him Peleus finish'd , with a second Wound , Which through the Navel pierc'd : He reel'd around ; 520 And drag'd his ...
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... Hand to his fellow shall complain ; And on the Back a Letter shall design ; Besides a Note that shall be Writ in Wine . When e're you think upon our last Embrace , With your Fore - finger gently touch your Face . If any Word of mine ...
... Hand to his fellow shall complain ; And on the Back a Letter shall design ; Besides a Note that shall be Writ in Wine . When e're you think upon our last Embrace , With your Fore - finger gently touch your Face . If any Word of mine ...
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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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