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Page 86
True Grief is fond , and cesty as a Child , Who way - ward once , his Mood with
nought agrees . Old Woes , not infant Sorrows bear them mild ; Continuance
tames the one , the other wild , Like an unpra & is'd Swimmer plunging still , Wichi
too ...
True Grief is fond , and cesty as a Child , Who way - ward once , his Mood with
nought agrees . Old Woes , not infant Sorrows bear them mild ; Continuance
tames the one , the other wild , Like an unpra & is'd Swimmer plunging still , Wichi
too ...
Page 104
The Grief away , that stops bis Answer fo .. Bot wretched as he is , he strives io
vain , VVhat he breathes out , his Breath drinks up again . As thro'an Arch , the
violent roaring Tide Out - runs the Eye , that doch behold his Haste ; Yet in the
Eddie ...
The Grief away , that stops bis Answer fo .. Bot wretched as he is , he strives io
vain , VVhat he breathes out , his Breath drinks up again . As thro'an Arch , the
violent roaring Tide Out - runs the Eye , that doch behold his Haste ; Yet in the
Eddie ...
Page 307
As thus for thos , and fuchra Grief for fuch ,, In every Lineament Branch , Shape
and Form ; If such a one will smile , and stroak his Beard , And Holla ! wagg , cry
hem ! when he shou'd groan ; Patch Grief with Proverbs ; make Misfortone drunk
...
As thus for thos , and fuchra Grief for fuch ,, In every Lineament Branch , Shape
and Form ; If such a one will smile , and stroak his Beard , And Holla ! wagg , cry
hem ! when he shou'd groan ; Patch Grief with Proverbs ; make Misfortone drunk
...
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Essay on the Art Rise and Progress of the Stage in Greece Rome | i |
The Glossary Ixviü | lxix |
Venus and Adonis | 1 |
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