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Página 42 - To thee I owe that fatal bent of mind, Still to unhappy restless thoughts inclined ; To thee, what oft I vainly strive to hide, That scorn of fools, by fools mistook for pride...
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Página 387 - In the Attic commonwealth,* it was the privilege and birth-right of every citizen and poet to rail aloud, and in public...
Página 445 - If he should travel about the country, he would have hecatombs of roasted oxen sacrificed to him.