Young. Churchill. Lloyd. Falconer. ThomsonSamuel Johnson A. Miller, 1800 - English poetry |
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... cause . Mean - time the stranger ev'ry voice employ'd , To afk or tell his name - Who is it ? -LLOYD . Thus , when the aged friends of Job stood mute , And , tamely prudent , gave up the difpute , Elihu , with the decent warmth of youth ...
... cause . Mean - time the stranger ev'ry voice employ'd , To afk or tell his name - Who is it ? -LLOYD . Thus , when the aged friends of Job stood mute , And , tamely prudent , gave up the difpute , Elihu , with the decent warmth of youth ...
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... cause , From impudence itself extort applaufe . Candour and Reason still take Virtue's part ; We love e'en foibles in fo good an heart . Let Tommy Arne , with ufual pomp of stile , Whose chief , whofe only merit's to compile , Who ...
... cause , From impudence itself extort applaufe . Candour and Reason still take Virtue's part ; We love e'en foibles in fo good an heart . Let Tommy Arne , with ufual pomp of stile , Whose chief , whofe only merit's to compile , Who ...
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... cause support , Produce one proof , make out one real ground On which fo great , so grofs a charge to found ! Nay , do'st thou know one man ( let that appear From wilful falfhood I'll proclaim thee clear ) One man fo loft , to Nature fo ...
... cause support , Produce one proof , make out one real ground On which fo great , so grofs a charge to found ! Nay , do'st thou know one man ( let that appear From wilful falfhood I'll proclaim thee clear ) One man fo loft , to Nature fo ...
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... cause the vengeance might provoke , It seems rank cowardice to give the stroke Sure ' tis a curfe which angry Fates impofe , To mortify man's arrogance , that those Who're fashion'd of fome better fort of clay , Much fooner than the ...
... cause the vengeance might provoke , It seems rank cowardice to give the stroke Sure ' tis a curfe which angry Fates impofe , To mortify man's arrogance , that those Who're fashion'd of fome better fort of clay , Much fooner than the ...
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... cause which then confpir'd To make it practis'd and admir'd , Yielding to time's deftructive course , For ages paft hath loft its force . With ancient bards , an invocation Was a true act of adoration , Of worship an effential part ...
... cause which then confpir'd To make it practis'd and admir'd , Yielding to time's deftructive course , For ages paft hath loft its force . With ancient bards , an invocation Was a true act of adoration , Of worship an effential part ...
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