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Vainly the time I have to roll In fad reflection flies ; Ye fondling Passions of my soul ! Ye sweet Deceits ! arise . 50 I wisely change the scene within To things that us'd to please ; In pain philosophy is spleen , In health ' tis ...
Vainly the time I have to roll In fad reflection flies ; Ye fondling Passions of my soul ! Ye sweet Deceits ! arise . 50 I wisely change the scene within To things that us'd to please ; In pain philosophy is spleen , In health ' tis ...
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55 60 For this I call that ancient Time appear , And bring his rolls to serve in method here ; His rolls , which acts that endless honour claim Have rank'd in order for the voice of Fame . My call is favour'd , Time , from firft to last ...
55 60 For this I call that ancient Time appear , And bring his rolls to serve in method here ; His rolls , which acts that endless honour claim Have rank'd in order for the voice of Fame . My call is favour'd , Time , from firft to last ...
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I see thine angel from before thee go , To make the wheels of vent'rous Egypt flow , 30 His rolling cloud inwraps its ... 40 Roll on , ye Waters ! as they roll'd before ; Ye billows of my fancy'd ocean ! roar ; Dash high , ride foaming ...
I see thine angel from before thee go , To make the wheels of vent'rous Egypt flow , 30 His rolling cloud inwraps its ... 40 Roll on , ye Waters ! as they roll'd before ; Ye billows of my fancy'd ocean ! roar ; Dash high , ride foaming ...
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Contenido
To Mr Pope | 49 |
The Hermit | 64 |
A Fairy Tale in the ancient Engliſh ſtyle | 73 |
Otras 17 secciones no mostradas
Términos y frases comunes
angels appear ariſe arms bear beauty beneath breathe bright bring charms cloſe clouds comes death deep divine dread earth ev'ry eyes fair fall fame fancy fate fear feel field fight fire firſt flame flies give glory grace ground hand head hear heart kind King land lays leaves light lines live Lord meet mind mount move never night o'er peace plain pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe prophet rage raiſe realms reſt rich riſe roll ſacred ſea ſee ſeems ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhow ſing ſkies ſky ſome ſong ſoul ſound ſpring ſtand ſtate ſtill ſuch ſun ſweet tender thee theſe thine thoſe thou thought thouſand thro train tuneful turn Twas voice Volume waters whoſe wind wing wondrous