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" The father too, a sordid man, Who love nor pity knew, Was all-unfeeling as the clod, From whence his riches grew. "
Edwin, and Emma [a poem, by D. Mallet]. illustr. by G. Arnald - 6. oldal
szerző: David Mallet - 1810
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The Gentleman's and London Magazine: Or Monthly Chronologer, 1741-1794

1741 - 930 oldal
...form'd, Like her in mitchief joy'd, To work them harm, with wicked (kill, Each darker art employ'd. A* The Father too, a fordid man, Who love nor pity knew, Was all un-feelir.g as the clod, From whence his riches grew. XI. Long had he feen their fecret flame,...

A Collection of the Most Esteemed Pieces of Poetry, that Have Appeared for ...

Moses Mendez - 1770 - 334 oldal
...form'd, Like her in mifchief joy'd, To work their harm, with wicked fkill, Eath darker art employ'd. X. The father too, a fordid man, Who love, nor pity knew,...all-unfeeling as the clod From whence his riches grew. XL Long had he feen their fecret flame, And feen it long unmov'd : Then with a father's frown at laft...

The Works of the English Poets: Dyer; Mallet

Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 362 oldal
...form'd, Like her in mifchief joy'd, To work them harm, with wicked flui!, Each darker art employ'd. X. The Father too, a fordid man, Who love nor pity Knew,...had he feen their fecret flame,. And feen it long unmov'di Then with a father's frown at lail Had fternly difapprov'd. XII. In Edwin's gentte heart,...

The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical ..., 53-54. kötet

Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 702 oldal
...form'd, Like her in mifchief joy'd, To work them harm, with wicked Ikill, Each darker art employ'd. X. The Father too, a fordid man, Who love nor pity knew,...as the clod, From whence his riches grew. XI. Long EDWIN AND EMMA, Ji5. XI. long had he feen their fecret flame, And feen it long unmov'di Then with a...

The Works of the English Poets: Dyer and Mallet

Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 368 oldal
...form'd, Like her in mifchief joy'd, To work .them harm, with wicked flcill. Each darker art. employ'd. X. The Father too, a fordid man, Who love nor pity .knew,...all-unfeeling as the clod, From whence his riches grew. XI. xi: Long had he feen their fecret flame1, "' And feen it long unmov'd1i Then with a father's frown...

Poems on Various Subjects; Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue: And ...

1780 - 226 oldal
...form'd, Like her in mifchief joy'd, To work them harm, with wicked fltill, Each darker art employ'd. X. The father too, a fordid man, Who love nor pity knew,...grew. XI. Long had he feen. their fecret flame, And faw it long unmov'd: Then with a father's frown at laft Had fternly difapprov'd. XII. In Edwin's gentle....

The Vocal Magazine: Or, Compleat British Songster, 1-9. kötet

1781 - 384 oldal
...Envy form'd, Like hrr in mifchief joyM, To work them harm, with wicked {kill Each darker art employ'd. The father too, a fordid man, Who love nor pity knew, Was all unfeeling as the rock from whence hh riches grew. Long had he feen their mutual flame. And feen...

Old Ballads, Historical and Narrative,: With Some of Modern Date ..., 2. kötet

Thomas Evans - 1784 - 332 oldal
...form'd, Like her in mifchief joy'd, ( To work them harm, with wicked fkill, Each darker art employ'd. The father too, a fordid man, Who love nor pity knew,...all-unfeeling as the clod, From whence his riches grew. Long had he fecn their fecret flame, And feen it long unmov'd : Then with a father's frown at laft...

The Muse's Pocket Companion: A Collection of Poems

1785 - 320 oldal
...form'd, Like her in mifchief joy'd, To work them harm, with wicked fkill, Each darker art employ'd. The father too, a fordid man, Who love nor pity knew,...all-unfeeling as the clod, From whence his riches, grew.,,. .. And feen it long unraov'd : Then with a father's frown at lafl Long had he feen their fecret flame,...

The Muse's Pocket Companion: A Collection of Poems

1785 - 316 oldal
...form'd, Like her in mifchief joy'd, To work them harm, with wicked fkill, Each darker art employ'd. The father too, a fordid man, Who love nor pity knew, Was all-unfeeling as the clod, From whence nis riches grew. Long had he feen their fecret flame, And feen it long unmov'd : Then with a father's...




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