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Стр. 31
She sat her by these muskèd eglantines , 5 The happy place the print seems yet to bear ; Her voice did sweeten here thy sugаred lines , To which winds ...
She sat her by these muskèd eglantines , 5 The happy place the print seems yet to bear ; Her voice did sweeten here thy sugаred lines , To which winds ...
Стр. 44
... the most proportioned wit To nature , the best judge of what was fit ; The deepest , plainest , highest , clearest pen ; The voice most echoed by ...
... the most proportioned wit To nature , the best judge of what was fit ; The deepest , plainest , highest , clearest pen ; The voice most echoed by ...
Стр. 81
5 Blest pair of Sirens , pledges of Heaven's joy , Sphere - born harmonious sisters , Voice and Verse , Wed your divine sounds , and mixed power employ ...
5 Blest pair of Sirens , pledges of Heaven's joy , Sphere - born harmonious sisters , Voice and Verse , Wed your divine sounds , and mixed power employ ...
Стр. 82
... with undiscording voice , May rightly answer that melodious noise ; As once we did , till disproportioned sin Jarred against Nature's chime , and with ...
... with undiscording voice , May rightly answer that melodious noise ; As once we did , till disproportioned sin Jarred against Nature's chime , and with ...
Стр. 87
... The melting voice through mazes running , Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus ' self may heave his head From ...
... The melting voice through mazes running , Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus ' self may heave his head From ...
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