Poems, 第 2 卷trustees of the late James Morison, 1811 |
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... kind acclaim , That dearest meed is granted -- honest fame ; When here your favour is the actor's lot , Nor even the man in private life forgot ; What breast so dead to heav'nly Virtue's glow , But heaves impassioned with the grateful ...
... kind acclaim , That dearest meed is granted -- honest fame ; When here your favour is the actor's lot , Nor even the man in private life forgot ; What breast so dead to heav'nly Virtue's glow , But heaves impassioned with the grateful ...
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... pinching penury They saw thee torn , And now , kind souls ! with sympathy , Thy loss they mourn . Oh ! how I loath the bloated train , Who oft had heard thy dulcet strain ; Yet , when thy frame was rack'd with pain , 226.
... pinching penury They saw thee torn , And now , kind souls ! with sympathy , Thy loss they mourn . Oh ! how I loath the bloated train , Who oft had heard thy dulcet strain ; Yet , when thy frame was rack'd with pain , 226.
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... kind inquiries after her , as , after all , with Othello , - with your I may say 66 Excellent wretch , " Perdition catch my soul , but I do love thee ! " I go for Edinburgh on Monday , & c . No. V. TO THE SAME . Glasgow , 26th March ...
... kind inquiries after her , as , after all , with Othello , - with your I may say 66 Excellent wretch , " Perdition catch my soul , but I do love thee ! " I go for Edinburgh on Monday , & c . No. V. TO THE SAME . Glasgow , 26th March ...
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... kind compliments to you and Mrs Brown . Adieu ! I am ever , my dear Sir , yours , R. B. NO . VIII . FROM THOMAS CRAWFORD , ESQ . MY DEAR SIR , OF CARTSBURN . * Cartsburn , 16th March , 1788 . FOR congeniality of mind entitles me to the ...
... kind compliments to you and Mrs Brown . Adieu ! I am ever , my dear Sir , yours , R. B. NO . VIII . FROM THOMAS CRAWFORD , ESQ . MY DEAR SIR , OF CARTSBURN . * Cartsburn , 16th March , 1788 . FOR congeniality of mind entitles me to the ...
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... , and his hopes blasted , he abandoned himself , in a kind of gloomy desperation , to the short and pernicious palliative , which never fails to aggravate mental and bodily disease . Yet even during this short period 273.
... , and his hopes blasted , he abandoned himself , in a kind of gloomy desperation , to the short and pernicious palliative , which never fails to aggravate mental and bodily disease . Yet even during this short period 273.
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