The Works of the English Poets: YoungH. Hughs, 1779 |
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becauſe bids blaſt bleffings boaſt Book of Job breaſt bright Britain cauſe charms dare death defcend diftant divine dreadful earth eternal eyes facred fafe fair fame fate fatires fays fenfe fhall fhew fhine firſt flame fmile fome fons fools foon forrow foul ftill ftrain ftream ftrong fublime fuch fupport fure fwell glory grace guilty heart heaven himſelf immortal inſpire juſt laſt leaſt lefs loft lord mankind meaſure mind moft moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt numbers nymphs o'er paffion pain pleaſe pleaſure praiſe pride profe proud purſue rage raiſe reaſon rife riſe Satire ſcene ſee ſhake ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſkies ſky ſmile ſpirit ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtateſman ſtill ſtore ſtorm ſuch ſword tempeft thee thefe theme themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand throne thunders toy'd trembling vengeance virtue virtue's Whofe Whoſe wife wiſdom
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