The Poetical Works of John Dryden, Nide 3Henry G. Bohn, 1853 - 524 sivua |
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Sivu 17
... sacred temple you are led , Where waits a crown for your more sacred head : How justly from the Church that crown is due , Preserved from ruin , and restored by you ! The grateful choir their harmony employ , Not to make greater , but ...
... sacred temple you are led , Where waits a crown for your more sacred head : How justly from the Church that crown is due , Preserved from ruin , and restored by you ! The grateful choir their harmony employ , Not to make greater , but ...
Sivu 108
... sacred rights invade ! Of future superstition they complain , And Jebusitic worship in his reign : With such alarms his foes the crowd deceive , With dangers fright which not themselves believe . Since nothing can our sacred rites ...
... sacred rights invade ! Of future superstition they complain , And Jebusitic worship in his reign : With such alarms his foes the crowd deceive , With dangers fright which not themselves believe . Since nothing can our sacred rites ...
Sivu 291
... sacred shrine ; Pray but for half the virtues of this wife , Compound for all the rest , with longer life ; And wish your vows , like hers , may be return'd , So loved when living , and when dead so mourn'd . ON SIR PALMES FAIRBONE'S ...
... sacred shrine ; Pray but for half the virtues of this wife , Compound for all the rest , with longer life ; And wish your vows , like hers , may be return'd , So loved when living , and when dead so mourn'd . ON SIR PALMES FAIRBONE'S ...
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Upon the Death of Lord Hastings | 1 |
To Charles the Second | 16 |
Satire on the Dutch | 23 |
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