From Milton to Tennyson: Masterpieces of English PoetryLouis Du Pont Syle Allyn and Bacon, 1894 - 306 psl. |
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... lost them overplied In Liberty's defence , my noble task , Of which all Europe rings from side to side . 5 ΙΟ This thought might lead me through the world's vain mask Content , though blind , had I no better guide . DRYDEN . TO MY DEAR ...
... lost them overplied In Liberty's defence , my noble task , Of which all Europe rings from side to side . 5 ΙΟ This thought might lead me through the world's vain mask Content , though blind , had I no better guide . DRYDEN . TO MY DEAR ...
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... lost in strength . Our builders were with want of genius curst ; The second temple was not like the first ; 5 ΙΟ Till you , the best Vitruvius , come at length , 15 Our beauties equal , but excel our strength . Firm Doric pillars found ...
... lost in strength . Our builders were with want of genius curst ; The second temple was not like the first ; 5 ΙΟ Till you , the best Vitruvius , come at length , 15 Our beauties equal , but excel our strength . Firm Doric pillars found ...
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... lost in George's Age ! You'd think no Fools disgrac'd the former reign , Did not some grave Examples yet remain , Who scorn a Lad should teach his father skill , And , having once been wrong , will be so still . He , who to seem more ...
... lost in George's Age ! You'd think no Fools disgrac'd the former reign , Did not some grave Examples yet remain , Who scorn a Lad should teach his father skill , And , having once been wrong , will be so still . He , who to seem more ...
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... lost Actor in the tawdry load . Booth enters " But has he spoken ? " Not a syllable . 320 325 330 hark ! the Universal peal ! 335 What shook the stage , and made the People stare ? Cato's long Wig , flow'r'd gown , and lacquer'd chair ...
... lost Actor in the tawdry load . Booth enters " But has he spoken ? " Not a syllable . 320 325 330 hark ! the Universal peal ! 335 What shook the stage , and made the People stare ? Cato's long Wig , flow'r'd gown , and lacquer'd chair ...
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... lost to hope , and lights them safe Through all this dreary labyrinth of fate . ' Tis done ! - dread Winter spreads his latest glooms , And reigns tremendous o'er the conquered year . 1025 How dead the vegetable kingdom lies ! How dumb ...
... lost to hope , and lights them safe Through all this dreary labyrinth of fate . ' Tis done ! - dread Winter spreads his latest glooms , And reigns tremendous o'er the conquered year . 1025 How dead the vegetable kingdom lies ! How dumb ...
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From Milton to Tennyson– Masterpieces of English Poetry Louis Du Pont Syle Visos knygos peržiūra - 1896 |
From Milton to Tennyson– Masterpieces of English Poetry Louis Du Pont Syle Visos knygos peržiūra - 1894 |
From Milton to Tennyson– Masterpieces of English Poetry Louis Du Pont Syle Visos knygos peržiūra - 1894 |
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