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His works An Elegy Upon the Death of the Reverend Mr. Thomas Shepard 1 Oh ! that I were a Poet now in grain ! How would I invocate the Muses all To deign their presence , lend their flowing Vein , And help to grace dear Shepard's ...
His works An Elegy Upon the Death of the Reverend Mr. Thomas Shepard 1 Oh ! that I were a Poet now in grain ! How would I invocate the Muses all To deign their presence , lend their flowing Vein , And help to grace dear Shepard's ...
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130 23 If to have solid Judgment , Pregnant Parts , A piercing Wit , and comprehensive Brain ; If to have gone the Round of all the Arts , Immunity from Death's Arrest would gain , Shepard would have been Death - proof , and secure From ...
130 23 If to have solid Judgment , Pregnant Parts , A piercing Wit , and comprehensive Brain ; If to have gone the Round of all the Arts , Immunity from Death's Arrest would gain , Shepard would have been Death - proof , and secure From ...
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On the hard floors these wasted objects laid , There toss'd and tumbled in the dismal shade , There no soft voice their bitter fate bemoan'd , And Death strode stately , while the victims groan'd ; 30 Of leaky decks I heard them long ...
On the hard floors these wasted objects laid , There toss'd and tumbled in the dismal shade , There no soft voice their bitter fate bemoan'd , And Death strode stately , while the victims groan'd ; 30 Of leaky decks I heard them long ...
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