The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... never can be . Never had Prince or People more mutual reason to love each other , if suffering for each other can indear affection . You have come together a pair of matchless Lovers , through many difficulties ; He , through a long ...
... never can be . Never had Prince or People more mutual reason to love each other , if suffering for each other can indear affection . You have come together a pair of matchless Lovers , through many difficulties ; He , through a long ...
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... never , never shone so bright ; ' Tis Phillis , only Phillis can shoot so fair a Light ; ' Tis Phillis , ' tis Phillis that saves the Ship alone , For all the Winds are hushed , and the Storm is overblown . Phillis . Let me go , let me ...
... never , never shone so bright ; ' Tis Phillis , only Phillis can shoot so fair a Light ; ' Tis Phillis , ' tis Phillis that saves the Ship alone , For all the Winds are hushed , and the Storm is overblown . Phillis . Let me go , let me ...
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... never like me , a Slave under his Pow'r. SONG OF AERIAL SPIRITS , FROM THE INDIAN QUEEN . FROM THE SAME AH fading joy , how quickly art thou past ! Yet we thy ruine haste : below Sink under Love and Care , While we that dwell in Air Such ...
... never like me , a Slave under his Pow'r. SONG OF AERIAL SPIRITS , FROM THE INDIAN QUEEN . FROM THE SAME AH fading joy , how quickly art thou past ! Yet we thy ruine haste : below Sink under Love and Care , While we that dwell in Air Such ...
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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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