The Beauties of English Poesy, Volume 2Oliver Goldsmith James Williams, 1771 - English poetry |
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... Pallas in the fkies : " Dear Pallas , I have been this morn To fee a lovely infant born ; A boy in yonder ifle below , So like my own without his bow , By beauty could your heart be won , You'd fwear it is Apollo's fon ; But it shall ne ...
... Pallas in the fkies : " Dear Pallas , I have been this morn To fee a lovely infant born ; A boy in yonder ifle below , So like my own without his bow , By beauty could your heart be won , You'd fwear it is Apollo's fon ; But it shall ne ...
Page 183
... degree , Refume not what themselves have giv❜n , Or any brother - god in heav'n ; Which keeps the peace among the gods , Or they must always be at odds : And And Pallas , if the broke the laws , Muft ENGLISH POES Y. 183.
... degree , Refume not what themselves have giv❜n , Or any brother - god in heav'n ; Which keeps the peace among the gods , Or they must always be at odds : And And Pallas , if the broke the laws , Muft ENGLISH POES Y. 183.
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... Pallas meets The queen of love , whom thus the greets , ( For gods , we are by Homer told , Can in celeftial language fcold ) " Perfidious goddess ! but in vain You form'd this project in your brain ; A project for thy talents fit ...
... Pallas meets The queen of love , whom thus the greets , ( For gods , we are by Homer told , Can in celeftial language fcold ) " Perfidious goddess ! but in vain You form'd this project in your brain ; A project for thy talents fit ...
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