The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper;: Shakspeare, Davies, Donne, Hall, Stirling, Jonson, Corbet, Carew, DrummondSamuel Johnson J. Johnson; J. Nichols and son; R. Baldwin; F. and C. Rivington; W. Otridge and Son; Leigh and Sotheby; R. Faulder and Son; G. Nicol and Son; T. Payne; G. Robinson; Wilkie and Robinson; C. Davies; T. Egerton; Scatcherd and Letterman; J. Walker; Vernor, Hood, and Sharpe; R. Lea; J. Nunn; Lackington, Allen, and Company; J. Stockdale; Cuthell and Martin; Clarke and Sons; J. White and Company; Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme; Cadell and Davies; J. Barker; John Richardson; J.M. Richardson; J. Carpenter; B. Crosby; E. Jeffery; J. Murray; W. Miller; J. and A. Arch; Black, Parry, and Kingsbury; J. Booker; S. Bagster; J. Harding; J. Mackinlay; J. Hatchard; R.H. Evans; Matthews and Leigh; J. Mawman; J. Booth; J. Asperne; P. and W. Wynne; and W. Grace, Deighton and Son at Cambridge; and Wilson and Son at York, 1810 - English poetry |
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... true , I'm broke ! vows , oathes , and all I had ib . Elegie . To make the doubt cleare , that no woman's true 475 Elegie . That love's a bitter sweet , I ne're An Elegy on the Lady Anne Pawlet , Marchio- ness of Winton Eupheme ; or the ...
... true , I'm broke ! vows , oathes , and all I had ib . Elegie . To make the doubt cleare , that no woman's true 475 Elegie . That love's a bitter sweet , I ne're An Elegy on the Lady Anne Pawlet , Marchio- ness of Winton Eupheme ; or the ...
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... true love in her naked bed , Teaching the sheets a whiter hue than white , But , when his glutton eye so full hath fed , His other agents aim at like delight ? Who is so faint , that dare not be so bold , To touch the fire , the weather ...
... true love in her naked bed , Teaching the sheets a whiter hue than white , But , when his glutton eye so full hath fed , His other agents aim at like delight ? Who is so faint , that dare not be so bold , To touch the fire , the weather ...
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... True valour still a true respect should have ; Then my digression is so vile , so base , That it will live engraven in my face . " Yea , though I die , the scandal will survive , And be an eye - sore in my golden coat ; Some loathsome ...
... True valour still a true respect should have ; Then my digression is so vile , so base , That it will live engraven in my face . " Yea , though I die , the scandal will survive , And be an eye - sore in my golden coat ; Some loathsome ...
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... true type hath Tarquin rifled me . " O ! that is gone , for which I sought to live , And therefore now I need not fear to die . To clear this spot by death , at least I give A badge of fame to slander's livery ; A dying life to living ...
... true type hath Tarquin rifled me . " O ! that is gone , for which I sought to live , And therefore now I need not fear to die . To clear this spot by death , at least I give A badge of fame to slander's livery ; A dying life to living ...
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... True sorrow then is feelingly suffie'd , When with like semblance it is sympathiz'd . ' Tis double death to drown in ken of shore ; He ten times pines , that pines beholding food ; To see the salve doth make the wound ache more ; Great ...
... True sorrow then is feelingly suffie'd , When with like semblance it is sympathiz'd . ' Tis double death to drown in ken of shore ; He ten times pines , that pines beholding food ; To see the salve doth make the wound ache more ; Great ...
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