The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... pleas'd to descend to us and what Socrates said of him , what Plato writ , and the rest of the Heathen Philo- sophers of several Nations , is all no more than the Twilight of Revelation , after the Sun of it was set in the Race of Noah ...
... pleas'd to descend to us and what Socrates said of him , what Plato writ , and the rest of the Heathen Philo- sophers of several Nations , is all no more than the Twilight of Revelation , after the Sun of it was set in the Race of Noah ...
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... pleas'd to distinguish my Poems from those of other Men , and have accordingly made me their peculiar Care . May it be permitted me to say , That as your Grandfather and Father were cherish'd and adorn'd with Honours by two successive ...
... pleas'd to distinguish my Poems from those of other Men , and have accordingly made me their peculiar Care . May it be permitted me to say , That as your Grandfather and Father were cherish'd and adorn'd with Honours by two successive ...
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... pleas'd , and thou perform thy Part . ' Tis ill , though diff'rent your Complexions are , The Family of Heav'n for Men should war . Th ' Expedient pleas'd , where neither lost his Right : Mars had the Day , and Venus had the Night . The ...
... pleas'd , and thou perform thy Part . ' Tis ill , though diff'rent your Complexions are , The Family of Heav'n for Men should war . Th ' Expedient pleas'd , where neither lost his Right : Mars had the Day , and Venus had the Night . The ...
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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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