Ovid's Epistles: With His Amours |
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The Time ere - long , if Verse presage , will come , Your Charms shall open in full
Brudenal Bloom , All Eyes shall gaze , all Hearts fall Homage vow , And not a
Lover languisti , but for you . The Muse shall ftring her Lyre , with Garlands crown'
d ...
The Time ere - long , if Verse presage , will come , Your Charms shall open in full
Brudenal Bloom , All Eyes shall gaze , all Hearts fall Homage vow , And not a
Lover languisti , but for you . The Muse shall ftring her Lyre , with Garlands crown'
d ...
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But our Poct has always the Goal in his Eye , which directs him in his Race ;
some beautiful Design , which he first establishes , and then contrives the Means
, which will naturally conduct him to his End . This will be evident to judicious ...
But our Poct has always the Goal in his Eye , which directs him in his Race ;
some beautiful Design , which he first establishes , and then contrives the Means
, which will naturally conduct him to his End . This will be evident to judicious ...
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When a Painter copies from the Life , I suppose he has no Privilege to alter
Features and Lineaments , under Pretence that his Picture will look better ;
perhaps the Face which he has drawn would be more exact , if the Eyes or Nose
were ...
When a Painter copies from the Life , I suppose he has no Privilege to alter
Features and Lineaments , under Pretence that his Picture will look better ;
perhaps the Face which he has drawn would be more exact , if the Eyes or Nose
were ...
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... my flowing Hair No more with fragrant Scents perfume the Air , But all my Dress
discovers wild Despair . For whom , alas ! should now my Art be thown ? The only
Man I card to please is gone . Oh let me once morc see those Eyes of thine .
... my flowing Hair No more with fragrant Scents perfume the Air , But all my Dress
discovers wild Despair . For whom , alas ! should now my Art be thown ? The only
Man I card to please is gone . Oh let me once morc see those Eyes of thine .
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Then big with Grief I throw me on the Ground , And view the melancholy Grotto
round , Whose hanging Roof of Moss and craggy Stone Delights my Eyes above
the brightest Throne ; But " Ba But when I spy the Bank , whose graffy Bed
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Then big with Grief I throw me on the Ground , And view the melancholy Grotto
round , Whose hanging Roof of Moss and craggy Stone Delights my Eyes above
the brightest Throne ; But " Ba But when I spy the Bank , whose graffy Bed
SAPHO ...
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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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