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On thee the calls , on thee her parent dear ! ( Ah ! too remote to ward the shameful blow ! ) She fees no kind domestic visage near , And soon a food of tears begins to flow ; And gives a loose at last to unavailing wce . XXII .
On thee the calls , on thee her parent dear ! ( Ah ! too remote to ward the shameful blow ! ) She fees no kind domestic visage near , And soon a food of tears begins to flow ; And gives a loose at last to unavailing wce . XXII .
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| Title | A Collection of Poems, Volume 1 A Collection of Poems, Robert Dodsley Volume 1 of A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley]. [2 other copies of vols. 5,6], Robert Dodsley |
| Author | Robert Dodsley |
| Editor | Robert Dodsley |
| Publisher | J. Dodsley, 1766 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 22 Jun 2007 |
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