The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... Peace would be With hardning Cold , and forming Heat , The Cyclops. Oh truly good and truly great , For glorious as he rose benignly so he set ! All that on earth he held most dear He recommended to his Care , To whom both heav'n The ...
... Peace would be With hardning Cold , and forming Heat , The Cyclops. Oh truly good and truly great , For glorious as he rose benignly so he set ! All that on earth he held most dear He recommended to his Care , To whom both heav'n The ...
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... Peace . Our Foes , compell'd by Need have Peace embrac❜d : The Peace both Parties want , is like to last : Which , if secure , securely we may trade ; Or , not secure , shou'd never have been made . Safe in our selves , while on our ...
... Peace . Our Foes , compell'd by Need have Peace embrac❜d : The Peace both Parties want , is like to last : Which , if secure , securely we may trade ; Or , not secure , shou'd never have been made . Safe in our selves , while on our ...
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... Peace . Our Foes , compell'd by Need have Peace embrac❜d : The Peace both Parties want , is like to last : Which , if secure , securely we may trade ; Or , not secure , shou'd never have been made . Safe in our selves , while on our ...
... Peace . Our Foes , compell'd by Need have Peace embrac❜d : The Peace both Parties want , is like to last : Which , if secure , securely we may trade ; Or , not secure , shou'd never have been made . Safe in our selves , while on our ...
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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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