The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... dare complain , Thy tuneful Voice with numbers joyn , Thy words will more prevail than mine . To Souls oppress'd , and dumb with grief , The Gods ordain this kind releif ; That Musick shou'd in sounds convey What dying Lovers dare not ...
... dare complain , Thy tuneful Voice with numbers joyn , Thy words will more prevail than mine . To Souls oppress'd , and dumb with grief , The Gods ordain this kind releif ; That Musick shou'd in sounds convey What dying Lovers dare not ...
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... dare in Fields is Valour ; but how few Dare be so thoroughly Valiant to be true ? The Name of Great let other Kings affect : He's Great indeed , the Prince that is direct . His Subjects know him now , and trust him more , Than all their ...
... dare in Fields is Valour ; but how few Dare be so thoroughly Valiant to be true ? The Name of Great let other Kings affect : He's Great indeed , the Prince that is direct . His Subjects know him now , and trust him more , Than all their ...
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... dare nothing tell but flatt'ring News : But shall I speak ? thy Verse is wretched Rhyme ; And all thy Labours are ... dare find their faults , who Eat their Bread . 120 To pass the Poets of Patrician Blood , What is't the common Reader ...
... dare nothing tell but flatt'ring News : But shall I speak ? thy Verse is wretched Rhyme ; And all thy Labours are ... dare find their faults , who Eat their Bread . 120 To pass the Poets of Patrician Blood , What is't the common Reader ...
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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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