The Poems of John DrydenH. Milford, 1945 - 606 páginas |
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... write that which no Man else would steal . PROLOGUE . WHEN first our Poet set himself to write , Like a young Bridegroom on his Wedding night , He laid about him , and did so bestir him , His Muse could never lye in quiet for him : But ...
... write that which no Man else would steal . PROLOGUE . WHEN first our Poet set himself to write , Like a young Bridegroom on his Wedding night , He laid about him , and did so bestir him , His Muse could never lye in quiet for him : But ...
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... Write then , and in thy Letter , as I said , Let her with mighty Promises be fed . Cydippe by a Letter was betray'd , Writ on an Apple to th ' unwary Maid . She read herself into a Marriage Vow ; ( And ev'ry Cheat in Love the Gods allow ...
... Write then , and in thy Letter , as I said , Let her with mighty Promises be fed . Cydippe by a Letter was betray'd , Writ on an Apple to th ' unwary Maid . She read herself into a Marriage Vow ; ( And ev'ry Cheat in Love the Gods allow ...
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John Dryden John Sargeaunt. They who have best succeeded on the Stage They who write Ill , and they who ne'r durst write This day , the Poet , bloodily inclin'd This jeast was first of t ' other houses making Thou hast inspired me with ...
John Dryden John Sargeaunt. They who have best succeeded on the Stage They who write Ill , and they who ne'r durst write This day , the Poet , bloodily inclin'd This jeast was first of t ' other houses making Thou hast inspired me with ...
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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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