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... light plain . Eclog . III . Rich hills and vales , and pleasant village scenes Of oaks , whose wide arms ftretch o'er daizied greens , And wind - mill fails flow circling in the breeze , And cottage walls invelop'd half with trecs ...
... light plain . Eclog . III . Rich hills and vales , and pleasant village scenes Of oaks , whose wide arms ftretch o'er daizied greens , And wind - mill fails flow circling in the breeze , And cottage walls invelop'd half with trecs ...
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... light texture flow'd , His eyes ferene etherial luftre fhow'd . The Odes , as the author informs us , were written at very different periods , and fome appear to be his earliest effu- fions in poetry . The ftile of these odes is various ...
... light texture flow'd , His eyes ferene etherial luftre fhow'd . The Odes , as the author informs us , were written at very different periods , and fome appear to be his earliest effu- fions in poetry . The ftile of these odes is various ...
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... light , Mr. Scott's turn for the polite arts . He was always a great ad- mirer of painting , and for many years never miffed an annual exhibition . The poem is faid to be addreffed to a young painter , but has no reference to any ...
... light , Mr. Scott's turn for the polite arts . He was always a great ad- mirer of painting , and for many years never miffed an annual exhibition . The poem is faid to be addreffed to a young painter , but has no reference to any ...
Page lxxv
... light fhapes , like vapours in the sky , Rife , pass , and vary , and for ever fly : Hogarth and Swift , if living , might deplore Half their keen jokes , that now are jokes no more . Among feveral fubjects pointed out as proper for the ...
... light fhapes , like vapours in the sky , Rife , pass , and vary , and for ever fly : Hogarth and Swift , if living , might deplore Half their keen jokes , that now are jokes no more . Among feveral fubjects pointed out as proper for the ...
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... by BURTON , in his Anatomy of Melancholy , from an anonymous author : Be thou the Lady Creffet - light to me , Sir Trolly Lolly will I be to thee . The The Metropolis and its cathedral are the first subjects of 4 CRITICAL ESSAYS .
... by BURTON , in his Anatomy of Melancholy , from an anonymous author : Be thou the Lady Creffet - light to me , Sir Trolly Lolly will I be to thee . The The Metropolis and its cathedral are the first subjects of 4 CRITICAL ESSAYS .
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