The Poetical Works of John Dryden, 3권Henry G. Bohn, 1853 - 524페이지 |
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... breast ? Thus some diviner muse her hero forms , Not soothed with soft delights , but toss'd in storms . Nor stretch'd on roses in the myrtle grove , Nor crowns his days with mirth , his nights with love , But far removed in thundering ...
... breast ? Thus some diviner muse her hero forms , Not soothed with soft delights , but toss'd in storms . Nor stretch'd on roses in the myrtle grove , Nor crowns his days with mirth , his nights with love , But far removed in thundering ...
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... breast , Here , precious pledge , she said , securely rest ! These accents were her last ; the creeping death Benumb'd her senses first , then stopp'd her breath . Thus she for disobedience justly died : The sire was justly punish'd for ...
... breast , Here , precious pledge , she said , securely rest ! These accents were her last ; the creeping death Benumb'd her senses first , then stopp'd her breath . Thus she for disobedience justly died : The sire was justly punish'd for ...
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... breast . CHORUS . The prince , unable to conceal his pain , Gazed on the fair Who caused his care , And sigh'd and ... breast . Now strike the golden lyre again : A louder yet , and yet a louder strain . Break his bands of sleep asunder ...
... breast . CHORUS . The prince , unable to conceal his pain , Gazed on the fair Who caused his care , And sigh'd and ... breast . Now strike the golden lyre again : A louder yet , and yet a louder strain . Break his bands of sleep asunder ...
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