The Poems of John DrydenH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1935 - 606 páginas |
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... stood , reflecting on his Country's Loss ; Himself an Object of the Publick Scorn , And often wish'd he never had been born . At last ( for so his Destiny requir'd ) With walking giddy , and with thinking tir'd , He thro ' a little ...
... stood , reflecting on his Country's Loss ; Himself an Object of the Publick Scorn , And often wish'd he never had been born . At last ( for so his Destiny requir'd ) With walking giddy , and with thinking tir'd , He thro ' a little ...
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... stood Threatning from high , and overlook'd the Wood : Beneath the lowring Brow , and on a Bent , The Temple stood of Mars Armipotent ; The Frame of burnish'd Steel , that cast a glare From far , and seem'd to thaw the freezing Air . A ...
... stood Threatning from high , and overlook'd the Wood : Beneath the lowring Brow , and on a Bent , The Temple stood of Mars Armipotent ; The Frame of burnish'd Steel , that cast a glare From far , and seem'd to thaw the freezing Air . A ...
Página 447
... Stood doubting ; and , while doubting thus he stood , 240 Receiv'd the Steel bath'd in his Brother's Blood . Pleas'd with the first , unknown the second News , Althea , to the Temples , pays their Dues For her Son's Conquest ; when at ...
... Stood doubting ; and , while doubting thus he stood , 240 Receiv'd the Steel bath'd in his Brother's Blood . Pleas'd with the first , unknown the second News , Althea , to the Temples , pays their Dues For her Son's Conquest ; when at ...
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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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