The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... Heart . Your Eyes , fair Emily , my Fate pursue ; I suffer for the rest , I die for you . Of such a Goddess no Time leaves Record , Who burn'd the Temple where she was ador'd : And let it burn , I never will complain , Pleas'd with my ...
... Heart . Your Eyes , fair Emily , my Fate pursue ; I suffer for the rest , I die for you . Of such a Goddess no Time leaves Record , Who burn'd the Temple where she was ador'd : And let it burn , I never will complain , Pleas'd with my ...
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... Heart , no more the Spring of Vital Heat , Curs'd be the Hands that tore thee from thy Seat ! The Course is finish'd ... Heart ) she kiss'd at once , and cry'd . 690 Her Maids , who stood amaz'd , nor knew the Cause Of her Complaining ...
... Heart , no more the Spring of Vital Heat , Curs'd be the Hands that tore thee from thy Seat ! The Course is finish'd ... Heart ) she kiss'd at once , and cry'd . 690 Her Maids , who stood amaz'd , nor knew the Cause Of her Complaining ...
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... Heart , and Entrails torn away . ' Twas a mute Scene of Sorrow , mix'd with fear ; Still on the Table lay th ' unfinished Cheer ; The Knight , and hungry Mastiffs stood around , The mangled Dame lay breathless on the Ground ; When on a ...
... Heart , and Entrails torn away . ' Twas a mute Scene of Sorrow , mix'd with fear ; Still on the Table lay th ' unfinished Cheer ; The Knight , and hungry Mastiffs stood around , The mangled Dame lay breathless on the Ground ; When on a ...
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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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