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The grounds which on the right aspire , In dimness from the view retire : The left presents a place of graves , Whose wall ... Those graves , with bending osier bound , That , namelels , heave the crumbled ground , Quick to the glancing ...
The grounds which on the right aspire , In dimness from the view retire : The left presents a place of graves , Whose wall ... Those graves , with bending osier bound , That , namelels , heave the crumbled ground , Quick to the glancing ...
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4 + When the dew wets its leaves : unftain'd , and purs , As is the lilly , or the mountain snow , The modeft virtues mingled in her eyes , Still on the ground deje & ed , darting all Their humid beams into the blooming flowers : Or ...
4 + When the dew wets its leaves : unftain'd , and purs , As is the lilly , or the mountain snow , The modeft virtues mingled in her eyes , Still on the ground deje & ed , darting all Their humid beams into the blooming flowers : Or ...
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Thy fons , for valour long renown'd , Lie slaughter'd on their native ground ; Thy hospitable roofs no more , Invite the stranger to the door ; In smoaky ruins funk they lie , The monuments of cruelty , II .
Thy fons , for valour long renown'd , Lie slaughter'd on their native ground ; Thy hospitable roofs no more , Invite the stranger to the door ; In smoaky ruins funk they lie , The monuments of cruelty , II .
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Collin and Lucy a Ballad | 84 |
On the Death of the Lord Protector | 91 |
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