The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... side . 234 At first they warm , then scorch , and then they take ; Now with long Necks from side to side they feed : At length , grown strong , their Mother - fire forsake , And a new Colony of Flames succeed . 235 To every nobler ...
... side . 234 At first they warm , then scorch , and then they take ; Now with long Necks from side to side they feed : At length , grown strong , their Mother - fire forsake , And a new Colony of Flames succeed . 235 To every nobler ...
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... side or that : and tho ' Conscience is the common Word which is given by both , yet if a Writer fall among Enemies and cannot give the Marks of Their Conscience , he is knock'd down before the Reasons of his own are heard . A Preface ...
... side or that : and tho ' Conscience is the common Word which is given by both , yet if a Writer fall among Enemies and cannot give the Marks of Their Conscience , he is knock'd down before the Reasons of his own are heard . A Preface ...
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... Side by Side , they both ingage in War . Uncertain from what Hand , a flying Dart At Cyllarus was sent ; which pierc'd his Heart . 561 The Javelin drawn from out the mortal Wound , He faints with staggring Steps ; and seeks the Ground ...
... Side by Side , they both ingage in War . Uncertain from what Hand , a flying Dart At Cyllarus was sent ; which pierc'd his Heart . 561 The Javelin drawn from out the mortal Wound , He faints with staggring Steps ; and seeks the Ground ...
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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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