PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 - Literature |
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... bring me to consider that , which may Unfurnish me of reason . Effects of Beauty . The blessed gods , Purge all infection from our air , whilst you Do climate here ! A Statue . What was he , that did make it ? See , my lord , [ those ...
... bring me to consider that , which may Unfurnish me of reason . Effects of Beauty . The blessed gods , Purge all infection from our air , whilst you Do climate here ! A Statue . What was he , that did make it ? See , my lord , [ those ...
Page 99
... bring with me Excuses , or denials . I profess [ instant ( And with a good man's confidence , ev'n this That I am in thy power ) I was thine enemy ; Thy deadly and vow'd enemy , one that wish'd Confusion to thy person and estates ...
... bring with me Excuses , or denials . I profess [ instant ( And with a good man's confidence , ev'n this That I am in thy power ) I was thine enemy ; Thy deadly and vow'd enemy , one that wish'd Confusion to thy person and estates ...
Page 152
... bring all things unto decay ; Whereby great riches , gather'd many a day , She in short space did often bring to nought , And their possessours often did dismay . For all her study was , and all her thought , How she might overthrowe ...
... bring all things unto decay ; Whereby great riches , gather'd many a day , She in short space did often bring to nought , And their possessours often did dismay . For all her study was , and all her thought , How she might overthrowe ...
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