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... Thee , gentle favage ! whom no love of thee Or thine , but curiofity perhaps , Or elfe vain glory , prompted us to draw Forth from thy native bow'rs , to show thee here With what fuperior skill we can abuse The gifts of providence , and ...
... Thee , gentle favage ! whom no love of thee Or thine , but curiofity perhaps , Or elfe vain glory , prompted us to draw Forth from thy native bow'rs , to show thee here With what fuperior skill we can abuse The gifts of providence , and ...
Page 35
... thee yet fo dull of heart And spiritless , as never to regret Sweets tasted here , and left as soon as known . Methinks I fee thee ftraying on the beach , And asking of the furge that bathes thy foot If ever it has wafh'd our distant ...
... thee yet fo dull of heart And spiritless , as never to regret Sweets tasted here , and left as soon as known . Methinks I fee thee ftraying on the beach , And asking of the furge that bathes thy foot If ever it has wafh'd our distant ...
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... thee , would not hold thee faft Freedom ! whom they that lose thee , fo regret , That ev❜n a judgment making way for thee , Seems in their eyes , a mercy , for thy fake . Such evil fin hath wrought ; and fuch a flame Kindled in heaven ...
... thee , would not hold thee faft Freedom ! whom they that lose thee , fo regret , That ev❜n a judgment making way for thee , Seems in their eyes , a mercy , for thy fake . Such evil fin hath wrought ; and fuch a flame Kindled in heaven ...
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