Young. Churchill. Lloyd. Falconer. ThomsonA. Miller, 1800 |
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... first feat , in robe of various dyes , A noble wildness flashing from his eyes , Sat Shakespeare . In one hand a wand he bore , For mighty wonder fam'd in days of yore ; The other held a globe , which to his will Obedient turn'd , and ...
... first feat , in robe of various dyes , A noble wildness flashing from his eyes , Sat Shakespeare . In one hand a wand he bore , For mighty wonder fam'd in days of yore ; The other held a globe , which to his will Obedient turn'd , and ...
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... first a mere mere mimic's mimic ftood ; The laft by Nature form'd to please , who fhews , In Jonfon's Stephen , which way Genius grows ; Self quite put off , affects , with too much art , To put on Woodward in each mangled part ; Adopts ...
... first a mere mere mimic's mimic ftood ; The laft by Nature form'd to please , who fhews , In Jonfon's Stephen , which way Genius grows ; Self quite put off , affects , with too much art , To put on Woodward in each mangled part ; Adopts ...
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... first attack upon the heart : Pleas'd with the fummons , it receives her laws , And all is filence fympathy , applaufe . But when , by fond ambition drawn afide , Giddy with praife , and puff'd with female pride , She quits the tragic ...
... first attack upon the heart : Pleas'd with the fummons , it receives her laws , And all is filence fympathy , applaufe . But when , by fond ambition drawn afide , Giddy with praife , and puff'd with female pride , She quits the tragic ...
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... first , then claiming for his own . In shabby ftate they ftrut , and tatter'd robe ; The fcene a blanket , and a barn the globe . No high conceits their mod'rate wishes raise , Content with humble profit , humble praise . Let dowdies ...
... first , then claiming for his own . In shabby ftate they ftrut , and tatter'd robe ; The fcene a blanket , and a barn the globe . No high conceits their mod'rate wishes raise , Content with humble profit , humble praise . Let dowdies ...
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... first , and fince obferv'd by fools . Hence thofe vile tricks which mar fair Nature's hue , And bring the fober matron forth to view , With all that artificial tawdry glare , Which Virtue fcorns , and none but ftrumpets wear . Sick of ...
... first , and fince obferv'd by fools . Hence thofe vile tricks which mar fair Nature's hue , And bring the fober matron forth to view , With all that artificial tawdry glare , Which Virtue fcorns , and none but ftrumpets wear . Sick of ...
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