The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... Jove's own The limping God so deft at his new Ministry . But , keeping close , his gnawing Heart he fed With Hopes of Vengeance on the Tyrant's Head : And wish'd for bloody Wars and mortal Wounds , And of the Greeks oppress'd in Fight ...
... Jove's own The limping God so deft at his new Ministry . But , keeping close , his gnawing Heart he fed With Hopes of Vengeance on the Tyrant's Head : And wish'd for bloody Wars and mortal Wounds , And of the Greeks oppress'd in Fight ...
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... Jove's Designs , his other squinting Eye ; ) Why this vain prying , and for what avail ? Jove will be Master still , and Juno fail . Shou'd thy suspicious Thoughts divine aright , Thou but becom'st more odious to my Sight , For this ...
... Jove's Designs , his other squinting Eye ; ) Why this vain prying , and for what avail ? Jove will be Master still , and Juno fail . Shou'd thy suspicious Thoughts divine aright , Thou but becom'st more odious to my Sight , For this ...
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... Jove himself , with patience , then , Can hear a Pray'r condemn'd by wicked men ? That , void of Care , he lolls ... Jove , if Jove be wise , will never hear ; Not tho ' she prays in white , with lifted hands : A Body made of Brass the ...
... Jove himself , with patience , then , Can hear a Pray'r condemn'd by wicked men ? That , void of Care , he lolls ... Jove , if Jove be wise , will never hear ; Not tho ' she prays in white , with lifted hands : A Body made of Brass the ...
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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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