The Poetical Works of John Dryden, 3권Henry G. Bohn, 1853 - 524페이지 |
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... turn our style ; Who little dreamt how nigh he was to care , Till treacherous fortune caught him in the snare . The ... Turn'd only to the grove his horse's reins , The grove I named before ; and , lighted there , A woodbine garland ...
... turn our style ; Who little dreamt how nigh he was to care , Till treacherous fortune caught him in the snare . The ... Turn'd only to the grove his horse's reins , The grove I named before ; and , lighted there , A woodbine garland ...
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... turn it on some other love ; Or , if my frowning stars have so decreed , That one must be rejected , one succeed , Make him my lord , within whose faithful breast Is fix'd my image , and who loves me best . But , oh ! ev'n that avert ...
... turn it on some other love ; Or , if my frowning stars have so decreed , That one must be rejected , one succeed , Make him my lord , within whose faithful breast Is fix'd my image , and who loves me best . But , oh ! ev'n that avert ...
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... turn , I turn to such a bride ? And is this all that troubles you so sore ? And what the devil couldst thou wish me more ? Ah , Benedicite ! replied the crone : Then cause of just complaining have you none . The remedy to this were soon ...
... turn , I turn to such a bride ? And is this all that troubles you so sore ? And what the devil couldst thou wish me more ? Ah , Benedicite ! replied the crone : Then cause of just complaining have you none . The remedy to this were soon ...
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