Silver Poets of the Eighteenth CenturyArthur Pollard Dent, 1976 - 274 頁 |
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第 1 到 3 筆結果,共 16 筆
第 101 頁
... twas fits or fretting , By day ' twas gadding or coquetting . Fond to be seen she kept a bevy , 55 Of powder'd coxcombs at her levy ; The squire and captain took their stations , And twenty other near relations ; Jack suck'd his pipe ...
... twas fits or fretting , By day ' twas gadding or coquetting . Fond to be seen she kept a bevy , 55 Of powder'd coxcombs at her levy ; The squire and captain took their stations , And twenty other near relations ; Jack suck'd his pipe ...
第 109 頁
... Twas so for me that EDWIN did , And so for him will I. ' ' Forbid it , heaven ! ' the hermit cry'd , And clasp'd her to his breast : The wondering fair one turn'd to chide , ' Twas EDWIN's self that prest . ' Turn , ANGELINA , ever dear ...
... Twas so for me that EDWIN did , And so for him will I. ' ' Forbid it , heaven ! ' the hermit cry'd , And clasp'd her to his breast : The wondering fair one turn'd to chide , ' Twas EDWIN's self that prest . ' Turn , ANGELINA , ever dear ...
第 155 頁
... Twas death , ' twas the death of my mistress that came . But ever , for ever , her image shall last , I'll strip all the Spring of its earliest bloom ; 250 On her grave shall the cowslip and primrose be cast , And the new - blossom'd ...
... Twas death , ' twas the death of my mistress that came . But ever , for ever , her image shall last , I'll strip all the Spring of its earliest bloom ; 250 On her grave shall the cowslip and primrose be cast , And the new - blossom'd ...
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A Description of the Morning | 8 |
Horace Lib 2 Sat 6 | 28 |
A Satirical Elegy on the Death | 34 |
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