The Poems of John DrydenH. Milford, 1945 - 606 páginas |
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... Land approacheth you . The Land returns , and in the white it wears The marks of Penitence and Sorrow bears . But you , whose Goodness your Descent doth show , Your Heav'nly Parentage and Earthly too ; By that same mildness which your ...
... Land approacheth you . The Land returns , and in the white it wears The marks of Penitence and Sorrow bears . But you , whose Goodness your Descent doth show , Your Heav'nly Parentage and Earthly too ; By that same mildness which your ...
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... Land . ΙΟ This saw our King ; and long within his breast His pensive counsels ballanc'd too and fro ; He griev'd the Land he freed should be oppress'd , And he less for it than Usurpers do . II His gen'rous mind the fair Ideas drew Of ...
... Land . ΙΟ This saw our King ; and long within his breast His pensive counsels ballanc'd too and fro ; He griev'd the Land he freed should be oppress'd , And he less for it than Usurpers do . II His gen'rous mind the fair Ideas drew Of ...
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... Land . , The Land , if not restrain'd , had met Your Way , Projected out a Neck , and jutted to the Sea . Hibernia , prostrate at your Feet , ador'd In You the Pledge of her expected Lord ; Due to her Isle ; a venerable Name ; His ...
... Land . , The Land , if not restrain'd , had met Your Way , Projected out a Neck , and jutted to the Sea . Hibernia , prostrate at your Feet , ador'd In You the Pledge of her expected Lord ; Due to her Isle ; a venerable Name ; His ...
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ASTREA REDUX A POEM ON THE HAPPY RESTORATION AND RETURN OF | 7 |
THE SECOND PART OF ABSALOM AND ACHITOPHEL | 14 |
5 | 25 |
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