A Collection of Poems, in Four Volumes, Volume 3G. Pearch, 1775 - English literature |
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... She spoke , and waking thro ' the breathing wind From lyres unfeen the folemn harpings flow . The fong began , " How bright her early morn ! " What lafting joys her fmiling fate portends ! " To wield the awful British scepters born ...
... She spoke , and waking thro ' the breathing wind From lyres unfeen the folemn harpings flow . The fong began , " How bright her early morn ! " What lafting joys her fmiling fate portends ! " To wield the awful British scepters born ...
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... She left France with tears and the utmost reluctance ; and on her landing in her native kingdom , the different appearance of the country awakened all her regret , and affected her with a melancholy , which feemed to forebode her future ...
... She left France with tears and the utmost reluctance ; and on her landing in her native kingdom , the different appearance of the country awakened all her regret , and affected her with a melancholy , which feemed to forebode her future ...
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... she was brought prifoner through the ftreets of Edinburgh , the fuffered almost every indignity which an enraged mob could offer . Her perfon was bedaubed with mire , and her ear infulted with every term of vulgar abufe . Even Buchanan ...
... she was brought prifoner through the ftreets of Edinburgh , the fuffered almost every indignity which an enraged mob could offer . Her perfon was bedaubed with mire , and her ear infulted with every term of vulgar abufe . Even Buchanan ...
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... She fmiles on heaven , and bows the injur'd head ; The ax is lifted - from the deathful scene The Guardians turn'd , and all the picture fled : It fled the Wood Nymphs o'er the distant lawn , As ' rapt in vifion , dart their earnest ...
... She fmiles on heaven , and bows the injur'd head ; The ax is lifted - from the deathful scene The Guardians turn'd , and all the picture fled : It fled the Wood Nymphs o'er the distant lawn , As ' rapt in vifion , dart their earnest ...
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... She fpake the rofes left her cheek , And Life's warm fpirits filed : So nipt by Winter's lingering blafts , The fnowdrop bows the head . Yet parting life one struggle gave , She lifts her languid eyes ; * Return , my Hengift , oh return ...
... She fpake the rofes left her cheek , And Life's warm fpirits filed : So nipt by Winter's lingering blafts , The fnowdrop bows the head . Yet parting life one struggle gave , She lifts her languid eyes ; * Return , my Hengift , oh return ...
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