The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... o'er the dusky Fields they fly , New to the Flow'rs , and intercept the Sky . So fierce they drove , their Coursers were so fleet , 221 Broad were their Collars too , and ev'ry one Was set about with many a costly Stone . Next these of ...
... o'er the dusky Fields they fly , New to the Flow'rs , and intercept the Sky . So fierce they drove , their Coursers were so fleet , 221 Broad were their Collars too , and ev'ry one Was set about with many a costly Stone . Next these of ...
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... o'er , Or Oak , or other Leaves of lasting kind , Tenacious of the Stem and firm against the Wind . 280 Some in their Hands , besides the Lance and Shield , The Boughs of Woodbind or of Hauthorn held , Or Branches for their mistique ...
... o'er , Or Oak , or other Leaves of lasting kind , Tenacious of the Stem and firm against the Wind . 280 Some in their Hands , besides the Lance and Shield , The Boughs of Woodbind or of Hauthorn held , Or Branches for their mistique ...
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... o'er- come , Award those Arms I ask , by your Decree : Or give to this what you refuse to me . He ceas'd : And ceasing with Respect he bow'd , And with his Hand at once the fatal Statue show'd . Heav'n , Air and Ocean rung , with loud ...
... o'er- come , Award those Arms I ask , by your Decree : Or give to this what you refuse to me . He ceas'd : And ceasing with Respect he bow'd , And with his Hand at once the fatal Statue show'd . Heav'n , Air and Ocean rung , with loud ...
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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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Amyntas Arcite Arms Baucis and Philemon Beauty behold betwixt Blood Breast call'd Chaucer Christie Cinyras cou'd Coursers Crime cry'd Dame dare Death design'd Dryden dy'd e'er e're editors wrongly give Ev'n ev'ry Eyes Face fair Fame Fate Father fear Fight Fire Flames Fools forc'd Fortune Friend Gods Grace Hand happy hast Heart Heav'n Honour JOHN DRYDEN Jove kind King Ladies liv'd live Lord lov'd Love Lovers Lucretius Maid Mind mortal Muse Name never Night Numbers Nymph o'er o're once Ovid Pain Palamon Persius plac'd Plain Play pleas'd Pleasure Poem Poet Pow'r Praise Pray'r Prince publick Queen rais'd receiv'd rest sacred Satyr seem'd shou'd Sight Soul stood sweet Tears Text Thebes thee Theocritus Theseus thou thought Translation turn'd Twas TYRANNICK LOVE Verse Vertue Virgil Wife Wind Words wou'd Youth ΙΟ