A collection of poems, by several hands [ed. by R. Dodsley]. [2 other copies of vols. 5,6].1766 |
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... furrow oft the ftubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their teem afield ! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil , Their homely joys , and destiny obfcure ; Nor Grandeur ...
... furrow oft the ftubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their teem afield ! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil , Their homely joys , and destiny obfcure ; Nor Grandeur ...
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... furrow Soars upright on matin wings , And at the gate of heaven fings . But when the fun with fervid ray Drives upwards to his noon of day , And couching oxen lay them down Beneath the beechen umbrage brown ; Then let me wander in the ...
... furrow Soars upright on matin wings , And at the gate of heaven fings . But when the fun with fervid ray Drives upwards to his noon of day , And couching oxen lay them down Beneath the beechen umbrage brown ; Then let me wander in the ...
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... furrow refts the plough : Rings not the high wood with enliv'ning shouts Of early hunter : all is filence drear ; And deepest fadnefs wraps the face of things . Thro ' POPE's foft fong tho ' all the Graces breathe , And happiest art ...
... furrow refts the plough : Rings not the high wood with enliv'ning shouts Of early hunter : all is filence drear ; And deepest fadnefs wraps the face of things . Thro ' POPE's foft fong tho ' all the Graces breathe , And happiest art ...
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