The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... Reason , but he has been 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 ...
... Reason , but he has been 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 ...
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... reason to my faith compell , And shall my sight , and touch , and taste rebell ? Superiour faculties are set aside , Shall their subservient organs be my guide ? Then let the moon usurp the rule of day , 89 And winking tapers shew the ...
... reason to my faith compell , And shall my sight , and touch , and taste rebell ? Superiour faculties are set aside , Shall their subservient organs be my guide ? Then let the moon usurp the rule of day , 89 And winking tapers shew the ...
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... reason spent He cites ' em but sometimes for ornament . But , Madam Panther , you , though more sincere , 250 Are not so wise as your Adulterer : The private spirit is a better blind Than all the dodging tricks your authours find . For ...
... reason spent He cites ' em but sometimes for ornament . But , Madam Panther , you , though more sincere , 250 Are not so wise as your Adulterer : The private spirit is a better blind Than all the dodging tricks your authours find . For ...
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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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