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Left to itself ' the common sense of readers uncorrupted with literary prejudice ' might assign to The May Queen or The Psalm of Life equal rank with the Elegy . Nor is it well to forget that there are spheres where common sense ceases ...
Left to itself ' the common sense of readers uncorrupted with literary prejudice ' might assign to The May Queen or The Psalm of Life equal rank with the Elegy . Nor is it well to forget that there are spheres where common sense ceases ...
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Words are like leaves ; and where they most abound , Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found . 310 False eloquence , like the prismatic glass , Its gaudy colours spreads on ev'ry place ; The face of Nature we no more survey ...
Words are like leaves ; and where they most abound , Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found . 310 False eloquence , like the prismatic glass , Its gaudy colours spreads on ev'ry place ; The face of Nature we no more survey ...
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A Muse by these is like a mistress us'd , This hour she's idoliz'd , the next abus'd ; While their weak heads like towns unfortify'd , ' Twixt sense and nonsense daily change their side . Ask them the cause ; they're wiser still ...
A Muse by these is like a mistress us'd , This hour she's idoliz'd , the next abus'd ; While their weak heads like towns unfortify'd , ' Twixt sense and nonsense daily change their side . Ask them the cause ; they're wiser still ...
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