Ovid's Epistles: With His AmoursT. Davies, 1776 - 348 páginas |
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... Night , that does thy Form convey , Welcome to me above the fairest Day . Then ' fpight of Abfence , I thy Love enjoy ; In clofe Embraces lock'd methinks we lye ; Thy tender Words I hear , thy Kiffes feel , With all the Joys that Shame ...
... Night , that does thy Form convey , Welcome to me above the fairest Day . Then ' fpight of Abfence , I thy Love enjoy ; In clofe Embraces lock'd methinks we lye ; Thy tender Words I hear , thy Kiffes feel , With all the Joys that Shame ...
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... Night agree , Of Tereus fhe complains , and I of thee . Ungentle Youth ! didst thou but see me mourn , Hard as thou art , thou wou'dft , thou wou'dst return . My conftant falling Tears the Paper stain , And my weak Hand can scarce ...
... Night agree , Of Tereus fhe complains , and I of thee . Ungentle Youth ! didst thou but see me mourn , Hard as thou art , thou wou'dft , thou wou'dst return . My conftant falling Tears the Paper stain , And my weak Hand can scarce ...
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... Night : O Night more pleasing than the brightest Day , When Fancy gives what Absence takes away , And dreft in all its vifionary Charms , Reftores my fair Deferter to my Arms ! Then round your Neck in wanton Wreaths I twine , Then you ...
... Night : O Night more pleasing than the brightest Day , When Fancy gives what Absence takes away , And dreft in all its vifionary Charms , Reftores my fair Deferter to my Arms ! Then round your Neck in wanton Wreaths I twine , Then you ...
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... Night fhades the Groves , and all in Silence lye , All , but the mournful Philomel and I , With mournful Philomel I join my Strain , Of Tereus fhe , of Phaon I complain . A Spring there is , whofe Silver Waters fhow , Clear as a Glafs ...
... Night fhades the Groves , and all in Silence lye , All , but the mournful Philomel and I , With mournful Philomel I join my Strain , Of Tereus fhe , of Phaon I complain . A Spring there is , whofe Silver Waters fhow , Clear as a Glafs ...
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... Nights were long . I knew not from my Love these Griefs did grow , Yet was , alas , the Thing I did not know . My wily Nurfe by long Experience found , And first discover'd to my Soul its Wound . ' Tis Love , faid fhe ; and then my down ...
... Nights were long . I knew not from my Love these Griefs did grow , Yet was , alas , the Thing I did not know . My wily Nurfe by long Experience found , And first discover'd to my Soul its Wound . ' Tis Love , faid fhe ; and then my down ...
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Acontius againſt Arms Beauty betray'd bluſh Breaſt Caufe Cauſe Charms Corinna cou'd Crime Cydippe dear Death Defire Demophoon Dido doft ELEGY Ev'n ev'ry Eyes fafe faid Fair falfe Fame Fate fear felf fhall fhould fierce fince firft firſt flain Flame foft fome foon ftill fuch fure Goddeſs Gods Grecian Hand Heart Heav'n HENRY CROMWELL himſelf Huſband Jove Joys Kiffes laft Laodamia laſt lefs loft lov'd Love Love's Lover Maid Medea Menelaus Miſtreſs moſt Mufe muft muſt ne'er Night Nymph o'er Ovid Paffion Phaon Phillis pleaſe Pleaſure Pow'r Pray'rs prefent purſue Pylos Rage Reft rife Sapho ſelf ſhall ſhe Sifter Soul ſpeak ſpread ſtay ſtill Tears tender thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou Thoughts thouſand Thracian thro Tibullus Tranflation Troy Twas Ulyffes uſe Venus Verſe Vows Whilft whofe Wife Winds Wiſhes wou'd Wounds
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Página 110 - But I with you may leave the Spartan port, To view the Trojan wealth and Priam's court. Shown while I fee, I fhall expofe my fame, And fill a foreign country with my fhame.
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