Ovid's Epistles: With His Amours |
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... and Glory of thy Race , Come to these Arms , and melt in this Embrace ! The
Vows you never will return , receive : And take at least the Love thou wilt not give
. See , while I write , my Words are loft in Tears ; The less my Seufe , the more my
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... and Glory of thy Race , Come to these Arms , and melt in this Embrace ! The
Vows you never will return , receive : And take at least the Love thou wilt not give
. See , while I write , my Words are loft in Tears ; The less my Seufe , the more my
...
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But I have err'd , and thou'rt for ever fled , Forget'st my Empire , and forget'ft my
Bed . Methinks I see thee still , Demophoon , Thy Sails all hoisted , ready to be
gone . When boldly thou did'ft my soft Limbs embrace , And with long Kisses ...
But I have err'd , and thou'rt for ever fled , Forget'st my Empire , and forget'ft my
Bed . Methinks I see thee still , Demophoon , Thy Sails all hoisted , ready to be
gone . When boldly thou did'ft my soft Limbs embrace , And with long Kisses ...
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Thou did'lt embrace me , and with such delay , That long - breath'd Kifles seem'd
to mean thy Stay ; Thou did it exchange , and mix our Tears , and fwear The Wind
was inauspicious , when ' twas fair ; il I When 1 2 C4 When our Divorce thou ...
Thou did'lt embrace me , and with such delay , That long - breath'd Kifles seem'd
to mean thy Stay ; Thou did it exchange , and mix our Tears , and fwear The Wind
was inauspicious , when ' twas fair ; il I When 1 2 C4 When our Divorce thou ...
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... Then I , half sleeping , stretch'd me tow'rds your Place , And fought to press you
with a new Embrace : or E Oft fought to press you close , but still in [ 39 ]
... Then I , half sleeping , stretch'd me tow'rds your Place , And fought to press you
with a new Embrace : or E Oft fought to press you close , but still in [ 39 ]
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Now by that Royal God , whose Frown can make The Vaffal Globe of his Creation
shake , Th ' Almighty Sire of our unhappy Race , And by the sacred Urn that does
embrace Thy } Thy Father's Dust , whose once loud Blood may boast 50 Ovid's ...
Now by that Royal God , whose Frown can make The Vaffal Globe of his Creation
shake , Th ' Almighty Sire of our unhappy Race , And by the sacred Urn that does
embrace Thy } Thy Father's Dust , whose once loud Blood may boast 50 Ovid's ...
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Arms bear Beauty Blood Breaſt Cauſe Charms Command cou'd Crime dear Death doubt Embrace ev'ry Eyes Face Fair Faith fall falſe Fame fatal Fate Father fear Field fierce Fire firſt Flame Force gave give Gods Hair Hand Hate hear Heart Heav'n Honour Hopes Huſband Jove Joys kind laſt leave leſs Light live Looks lov'd Love Love's Lover Maid Mind Miſtreſs Mother move muſt Name ne'er never Night o'er once Pain Paris Place pleaſe Pleaſure poor Pow'r prove Rage Return riſe ſame ſay ſee ſelf ſhall Shame ſhe Shore ſhould ſoft ſome Soul ſtill ſuch Tears tell tender thee theſe thine Things thoſe thou Thoughts thro Tongue Troy true Twas uſe Venus Verſe Vows Whilft whoſe Wife Winds wou'd Wounds write yield Youth
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