Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 |
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... o'er the faem ; The king's daughter of Noroway , ' Tis thou maun bring her hame . ' The first line that Sir Patrick read , A loud laugh laughed he ; The neist line that Sir Patrick read , The tear blinded his ee . ' O wha is this has ...
... o'er the faem ; The king's daughter of Noroway , ' Tis thou maun bring her hame . ' The first line that Sir Patrick read , A loud laugh laughed he ; The neist line that Sir Patrick read , The tear blinded his ee . ' O wha is this has ...
Strana 545
... o'er his head . Are these thy views ? proceed , illustrious youth , And virtue guard thee to the throne of Truth ... o'er the brave prevail . Such bribes the rapid Greek o'er Asia whirl'd , For such the steady Romans shook the world ...
... o'er his head . Are these thy views ? proceed , illustrious youth , And virtue guard thee to the throne of Truth ... o'er the brave prevail . Such bribes the rapid Greek o'er Asia whirl'd , For such the steady Romans shook the world ...
Strana 587
... o'er the misty meadows walk , The drooping daisies bathe in dulcet dews , And nurse the nodding violet's slender stalk . The panting Dryads , that in day's fierce heat To inmost bow'rs and cooling caverns ran , Return to trip in wanton ...
... o'er the misty meadows walk , The drooping daisies bathe in dulcet dews , And nurse the nodding violet's slender stalk . The panting Dryads , that in day's fierce heat To inmost bow'rs and cooling caverns ran , Return to trip in wanton ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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