The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... plac'd ; And chasing , sigh to think themselves are chas'd . 70 So liv'd our Sires , e'er Doctors learn'd kill , to And multiply'd with theirs , the Weekly Bill : The first Physicians by Debauch were made : Excess began , and Sloth ...
... plac'd ; And chasing , sigh to think themselves are chas'd . 70 So liv'd our Sires , e'er Doctors learn'd kill , to And multiply'd with theirs , the Weekly Bill : The first Physicians by Debauch were made : Excess began , and Sloth ...
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... plac'd such Pow'r before , Thou shou'dst have made her Mercy more . 4 When Chloris to the Temple comes , Adoring Crowds before her Fall ; She can restore the Dead from Tombs , And every Life but mine recall . I only am by Love design'd ...
... plac'd such Pow'r before , Thou shou'dst have made her Mercy more . 4 When Chloris to the Temple comes , Adoring Crowds before her Fall ; She can restore the Dead from Tombs , And every Life but mine recall . I only am by Love design'd ...
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... plac'd within it could espy ; But all that pass'd without with Ease was seen , As if nor Fence nor Tree was plac'd between . ' Twas border d with a Field ; and some was plain 90 With Grass ; and some was sow'd with rising Grain . That ...
... plac'd within it could espy ; But all that pass'd without with Ease was seen , As if nor Fence nor Tree was plac'd between . ' Twas border d with a Field ; and some was plain 90 With Grass ; and some was sow'd with rising Grain . That ...
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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