Silver Poets of the Eighteenth CenturyArthur Pollard |
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Page 125
... breast , But meteors glare , and stormy glooms invest . Yet still , even here , content can spread a charm , Redress the clime , and all its rage disarm . Though poor the peasant's hut , his feasts though small , He sees his little lot ...
... breast , But meteors glare , and stormy glooms invest . Yet still , even here , content can spread a charm , Redress the clime , and all its rage disarm . Though poor the peasant's hut , his feasts though small , He sees his little lot ...
Page 126
... breast , Becomes a source of pleasure when redrest . Whence from such lands each pleasing science flies , That first excites desire , and then supplies ; Unknown to them , when sensual pleasures cloy , To fill the languid pause with ...
... breast , Becomes a source of pleasure when redrest . Whence from such lands each pleasing science flies , That first excites desire , and then supplies ; Unknown to them , when sensual pleasures cloy , To fill the languid pause with ...
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... breast the imperfect joys expire . Yet Morning smiles the busy race to chear , And new - born pleasure brings to happier men : The fields to all their wonted tribute bear : To warm their little loves the birds complain : I fruitless ...
... breast the imperfect joys expire . Yet Morning smiles the busy race to chear , And new - born pleasure brings to happier men : The fields to all their wonted tribute bear : To warm their little loves the birds complain : I fruitless ...
Contents
A Description of the Morning | 8 |
Horace Lib 2 Sat 6 | 28 |
A Satirical Elegy on the Death | 34 |
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