Orthometry: The Art of Versification and the Technicalities of Poetry : with a New and Complete Rhyming DictionaryJ. Grant, 1912 - 376 psl. |
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... the very ruins are tremendous ! Horace Smith . Address to a Mummy . " Fair pledges of a fruitful tree , Why do you fall so fast ? Your date is not so past , But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and COMBINATIONS of verses . 77.
... the very ruins are tremendous ! Horace Smith . Address to a Mummy . " Fair pledges of a fruitful tree , Why do you fall so fast ? Your date is not so past , But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and COMBINATIONS of verses . 77.
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... " Horatius . " A wizard is he ! Do you see , d'ye see ? Temples arise in the upper air ! Now they are gone , And a troop comes on Of plumed knights and ladies fair ; G They pass - and a host of spirits grey Are COMBINATIONS OF VERSES . 81.
... " Horatius . " A wizard is he ! Do you see , d'ye see ? Temples arise in the upper air ! Now they are gone , And a troop comes on Of plumed knights and ladies fair ; G They pass - and a host of spirits grey Are COMBINATIONS OF VERSES . 81.
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... fair I ' the land o ' the leal . Lady Nairn . 1 climbed the dark brow of the mighty Helvellyn , Lakes and mountains beneath me gleamed misty and wide ; All was still , save , by fits , when the eagle was yelling , And starting around me ...
... fair I ' the land o ' the leal . Lady Nairn . 1 climbed the dark brow of the mighty Helvellyn , Lakes and mountains beneath me gleamed misty and wide ; All was still , save , by fits , when the eagle was yelling , And starting around me ...
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... fair . Donne . " Fair and False . " It's wiser being good than bad ; It's safer being COMBINATIONS OF verses . 87.
... fair . Donne . " Fair and False . " It's wiser being good than bad ; It's safer being COMBINATIONS OF verses . 87.
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... Thought would destroy their paradise.- No more ; -where ignorance is bliss ' Tis folly to be wise . Gray . " On a Distant Prospect of Eton College " 1 Fair daffodils , we weep to see You haste away 88 ORTHOMETRY . (i) Stanzas of Ten Verses.
... Thought would destroy their paradise.- No more ; -where ignorance is bliss ' Tis folly to be wise . Gray . " On a Distant Prospect of Eton College " 1 Fair daffodils , we weep to see You haste away 88 ORTHOMETRY . (i) Stanzas of Ten Verses.
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