The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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Página 162
... Verse . With pauses , cadence , and well - vowell'd A. And yet my silence had not scap'd their spight , Then envy had not suffer'd me to write , For , since I cou'd not Ignorance pretend , Such worth I must or envy or commend . So many ...
... Verse . With pauses , cadence , and well - vowell'd A. And yet my silence had not scap'd their spight , Then envy had not suffer'd me to write , For , since I cou'd not Ignorance pretend , Such worth I must or envy or commend . So many ...
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... Verse is pac'd and tramel'd into love . With Myrtle Wreaths my thoughtful brows inclose , While in unequal Verse I sing my Woes . BOOK I. To his Mistress , whose Husband is invited to a Feast with them . The Poet instructs her how to ...
... Verse is pac'd and tramel'd into love . With Myrtle Wreaths my thoughtful brows inclose , While in unequal Verse I sing my Woes . BOOK I. To his Mistress , whose Husband is invited to a Feast with them . The Poet instructs her how to ...
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... Verse . One , clad in Purple , not to lose his time , Eats , and recites some lamentable Rhime : Some Senceless Phyllis , in a broken Note , Snuffling at Nose , or croaking in his Throat : Then Graciously the mellow Audience Nod : Is ...
... Verse . One , clad in Purple , not to lose his time , Eats , and recites some lamentable Rhime : Some Senceless Phyllis , in a broken Note , Snuffling at Nose , or croaking in his Throat : Then Graciously the mellow Audience Nod : Is ...
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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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