The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... pow'r is but to counsel and perswade ? O solid rock , on which secure she stands ! Eternal house , not built with mortal hands ! Oh sure defence against th ' infernal gate , A patent during pleasure of the state ! Thus is the Panther ...
... pow'r is but to counsel and perswade ? O solid rock , on which secure she stands ! Eternal house , not built with mortal hands ! Oh sure defence against th ' infernal gate , A patent during pleasure of the state ! Thus is the Panther ...
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... Pow'r , His Steps bold Arcite to the Temple bent , T'adore with Pagan Rites the Pow'r Armi- potent : Then prostrate , low before his Altar lay , And rais'd his manly Voice , and thus began to pray . Strong God of Arms , whose Iron ...
... Pow'r , His Steps bold Arcite to the Temple bent , T'adore with Pagan Rites the Pow'r Armi- potent : Then prostrate , low before his Altar lay , And rais'd his manly Voice , and thus began to pray . Strong God of Arms , whose Iron ...
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... Pow'r employs his Darts ; chief know , 110 And why , provok'd Apollo bends his bow ? Plight first thy Faith , inviolably true , To save me from those Ills , that may ensue . For I shall tell ungrateful Truths , to those Whose boundless ...
... Pow'r employs his Darts ; chief know , 110 And why , provok'd Apollo bends his bow ? Plight first thy Faith , inviolably true , To save me from those Ills , that may ensue . For I shall tell ungrateful Truths , to those Whose boundless ...
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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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