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" Was but the prelude to that glorious day, When thou on silver Thames did'st cut thy way, With... "
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Bell's Edition, 41-42±Ç

John Bell - 1777 - 644 ÆäÀÌÁö
...celestial charge ; 49 And hig with hymn, commander of an host, The like was ne'er in Epsom blankets tost. Methinks I see the new Arion sail, The lute still trembling underneath thy natl. At thy well sharpen'd thumb from shore to shore 45 The Trebles squeak for fear, the Basses roar:...
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Poetical Works

John Dryden - 1808 - 382 ÆäÀÌÁö
...celestial charge; And big with hymn, commander of an host, The like was ne'er in Epsom blankets tost. Methinks I see the new Arion sail, The lute still trembling underneath thy nail. At thy well-sharpen'd thumb from shore to shore The Trebles squeak for fear, the Basses roar : Echoes from...
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The Poetical Works of John Dryden: Collated with the Best Editions:

John Dryden, Thomas Park - 1808 - 374 ÆäÀÌÁö
...celestial charge; And hig with hynm, commander of an host, The like was ne'er in Epsom blankets tost. Methinks I see the new Arion sail, The lute still trembling underneath thy nail. At thy welUeharpen'd thumb from shore to shore The Trebles squeak for fear, the Basses roar : Echoes from...
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The Works of John Dryden,: Religio laici, or a Layman's Faith, an epistle ...

John Dryden, Walter Scott - 1808 - 472 ÆäÀÌÁö
...charge; And big with hymn, commander of an host, — The like was ne'er in Epsom blankets tost. ¡× Methinks I see the new Arion sail, The lute still trembling underneath thy nail, jj At thy well-sharjiened thumb, from shore to shorty The trebles squeak for fear, the basses roar...
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The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected ...

John Dryden, Walter Scott - 1808 - 474 ÆäÀÌÁö
...occur in " Epsom- Wells," but in another of Shadweil's comedies, called " The Sullen Lovers." Note VII. Methinks I see the new Arion sail, The lute still trembling underneath thy naiL — P. 434. Shadwell appears to have been a proficient in music, and to have himself adjusted that...
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The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes ..., 10±Ç

John Dryden - 1808 - 480 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Epsom-Wells," but in another of Shadwell's comedies, called " The Sullen Lovers." Note VII. Metllinks I see the new Arion, sail, The lute still trembling underneath thy nail. — P. 434. Shadwell appears to have been a proficient in music, and to have himself adjusted that...
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La Belle Assemblée, 6±Ç

1809 - 402 ÆäÀÌÁö
...hymn, commander of an host, The like wan ne'er in Epsom blankets toss'd. Methinks I sec the new Ariun sail, The lute still trembling underneath thy nail....At thy well sharpen'd thumb, from shore to shore, Tlic trebles sqnenk for fear, the basses roar: Echoes from Pudding-alley Sh call, And Sh— — they...
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Poems by Cowley, Waller, Butler, Denham, Dryden, and Pomfret, 77-79È£

Abraham Cowley - 1810 - 314 ÆäÀÌÁö
...celestial charge; and, big with hymn, commander of an host, the like was ne'er in Epsom blankets tost. Methinks I see the new Arion sail, the lute still trembling underneath thy nail, at thy well-sharpened thumb from shore to shore the trebles sqeak for fear, the bases roar: Echoes from Pissing-Alley,...
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Poems

Joseph Addison - 1810 - 312 ÆäÀÌÁö
...celestial charge; and, big with hymn, commander of an host, the like was ne'er in Epsom blankets tost. Methinks I see the new Arion sail, the lute still trembling underneath thy nail, at thy well-sharpened thumb from shore to shore the trebles scjeak for fear, tile bases roar: Echoes from...
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The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, 11±Ç

Ezekiel Sanford - 1819 - 410 ÆäÀÌÁö
...And big with hymn, commander of an host, — The like was ne'er in Epsom blankets tost. Methinks 1 see the new Arion sail, The lute still trembling underneath thy nail. At thy well-sharpen'd thumb from shore to shore The Trebles squeak for fear, the Basses roar : Echoes from...
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