The Art of English Poetry: Containing. Rules for making verses. A collection of the most natural, agreeable, and sublime thoughts ... that are to be found in the best English poets. A dictionary of rhymes. I.. II.. III.Hitch and Hawes, 1762 - English language |
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... Rowe . So joys a Lion , if the branching Deer , Or mountain Goat , his bulky Prize appear : In vain the Youths oppofe the Mastiffs bay ; The lordly Savage rends the panting Prey . Pope Hom .. LOOKS . LOOK S , or Mien . See Beauty . Eyes ...
... Rowe . So joys a Lion , if the branching Deer , Or mountain Goat , his bulky Prize appear : In vain the Youths oppofe the Mastiffs bay ; The lordly Savage rends the panting Prey . Pope Hom .. LOOKS . LOOK S , or Mien . See Beauty . Eyes ...
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... Rowe Ulyff . Ah ! cruel Heav'n , that made no Cure for Love ! Love has no Bounds in Pleasure or in Pain . What priestly Rites , alas ! what pious Art , What Vows avail to cure a bleeding Heart ? A gentle Fire fhe feeds within her Veins ...
... Rowe Ulyff . Ah ! cruel Heav'n , that made no Cure for Love ! Love has no Bounds in Pleasure or in Pain . What priestly Rites , alas ! what pious Art , What Vows avail to cure a bleeding Heart ? A gentle Fire fhe feeds within her Veins ...
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... Rowe . Away , thou feeble God , I banish thee my Bofom : Hence , I fay , Be gone ; or I will tear the Strings that hold thee , And ftab thee in my Heart . The War's come on : By Heav'n I'll drown thy laughing Deity Tamerl . ( thrid . In ...
... Rowe . Away , thou feeble God , I banish thee my Bofom : Hence , I fay , Be gone ; or I will tear the Strings that hold thee , And ftab thee in my Heart . The War's come on : By Heav'n I'll drown thy laughing Deity Tamerl . ( thrid . In ...
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... in my fond Heart , Ev'n in my vital Blood , he lives and reigns : The laft dear Object of my parting Soul , Will be Monefes ; the laft Breath , that lingers B 3 3 Within Within my panting Breaft fhall figh Monefes . Rowe.Tamerl . Love . 29.
... in my fond Heart , Ev'n in my vital Blood , he lives and reigns : The laft dear Object of my parting Soul , Will be Monefes ; the laft Breath , that lingers B 3 3 Within Within my panting Breaft fhall figh Monefes . Rowe.Tamerl . Love . 29.
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... Rowe.Tamerl . Perdition catch my Soul , but I do love thee ; And when I love thee not , Chaos is come again . Shak . Othel . My Love's fo true , That I can neither hide it where it is , Nor fhew it where ' tis not . Dryd . All for Love ...
... Rowe.Tamerl . Perdition catch my Soul , but I do love thee ; And when I love thee not , Chaos is come again . Shak . Othel . My Love's fo true , That I can neither hide it where it is , Nor fhew it where ' tis not . Dryd . All for Love ...
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Arms bafe becauſe Billows Blac Blood Breaft Breath caft Cleom Clouds Courſe Cowl Death defcends Defire Don Seb Dryd Dryd.Virg Earth ev'n ev'ry Eyes fafe falute fame Fate Fear feems fhall fhining fhould filent fing Fire firft firſt flain Flame Flood Flow'rs foft fome form'd fpread ftand ftill fuch fweet Gerunds Gods Ground Guife Head Heart Heav'n himſelf itſelf Jove laft laſt Lee Alex lefs Light Love Lyre mighty Milt Mufick muſt Night Numbers o'er Oedip Orph Ovid Paffion Pain Perfon Plain pleaſe Pleaſure Pope Hom Pow'r Pref Prefent Rage Reafon reft Rhymes rife roar Rofe Rowe Fair Pen Senfe Shak ſhake ſhe Shore Show'rs Skies Soul ſtands Stars ſtill Storm Tears Tempeft thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thro Thunder ticiples trembling Verbs Verfe vex'd Virg Waves whofe Wife Winds worfe
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