A Collection of Poems, in Four Volumes, Volume 3G. Pearch, 1775 |
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... fair as the who wept Adonis flain . Such was the pomp when Gilead's virgin band , Wandering by Judah's flowery mountains , wept , And with fair Iphis by the hallowed strand Of Siloe's brook a mournful fabbath kept . By the refplendent ...
... fair as the who wept Adonis flain . Such was the pomp when Gilead's virgin band , Wandering by Judah's flowery mountains , wept , And with fair Iphis by the hallowed strand Of Siloe's brook a mournful fabbath kept . By the refplendent ...
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... Fair , " By Virtue's tears , by weeping Beauty , come ; " Unbind the feftive robes , unbind the hair , " And wave the cypress bough at Mary's tomb . " And come , ye fleet Magicians of the air , " The mournful Lady of the chorus cry'd ...
... Fair , " By Virtue's tears , by weeping Beauty , come ; " Unbind the feftive robes , unbind the hair , " And wave the cypress bough at Mary's tomb . " And come , ye fleet Magicians of the air , " The mournful Lady of the chorus cry'd ...
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... fair Gallia fled , " Thy future woes in boding fighs confest ! a a The unhappy Mary in her infancy was fent to France , to the care of her mother's family , the House of Guife . The French Court was at that time the gayest and most ...
... fair Gallia fled , " Thy future woes in boding fighs confest ! a a The unhappy Mary in her infancy was fent to France , to the care of her mother's family , the House of Guife . The French Court was at that time the gayest and most ...
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... of prayer Her mind was loft in love . The Abbefs faw , the Abbefs knew , And urg'd her to explain ; " O name the gentle youth to me , " And his confent I'll gain . " - Long Long urg'd , long tir'd , fair Mey reply'd , ( 13 )
... of prayer Her mind was loft in love . The Abbefs faw , the Abbefs knew , And urg'd her to explain ; " O name the gentle youth to me , " And his confent I'll gain . " - Long Long urg'd , long tir'd , fair Mey reply'd , ( 13 )
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G. Pearch. Long urg'd , long tir'd , fair Mey reply'd , " His name how can I fay ? " An angel from the fields above " Has rapt my heart away . " But once , alas , and never more , " His lovely form I spied , " One evening by the founding ...
G. Pearch. Long urg'd , long tir'd , fair Mey reply'd , " His name how can I fay ? " An angel from the fields above " Has rapt my heart away . " But once , alas , and never more , " His lovely form I spied , " One evening by the founding ...
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