The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volume 10 |
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But drive far off the barbarous diffonance Of Bacchus and his revelers , the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian bard In Rhodope , where woods and rocks had ears To rapture , till the favage clamor drown'd Both harp and voice ...
But drive far off the barbarous diffonance Of Bacchus and his revelers , the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian bard In Rhodope , where woods and rocks had ears To rapture , till the favage clamor drown'd Both harp and voice ...
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| Title | The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volume 10 The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, English poets |
| Author | English poets |
| Published | 1790 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | Sep 26, 2006 |
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