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" Seems to have practised with much care, To frame the race of women fair; Yet never could a perfect birth Produce before to grace the earth, Which waxed old ere it could see Her that amazed thy art and thee. "
The Works of Edmund Waller, Esq: In Verse and Prose - 26. oldal
szerző: Edmund Waller - 1744 - 295 oldal
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Poems, &c. Written Upon Several Occasions, and to Several Persons

Edmund Waller - 1722 - 364 oldal
...Woman Fair , Yet never could a perfect Birth Produce before to grace the Earth, Which waxed old, e'er it could fee Her that amaz'd thy Art and Thee. But now 'tis done, O let me know Where thofe immortal Colours grow, That could this deathlefs Piece compote, In Lilies, or the fading Rofc ? No, for this...

The Works of Edmund Waller, Esq: In Verse and Prose

Edmund Waller - 1768 - 366 oldal
...Seems to have practis'd with much care, To frame the race of women fair ; Yet never could a perfect birth Produce before, to grace the earth : Which waxed...Where thofe immortal colors grow, That could this deathlefe prece compofe ? In lillies ? or the fading refe •?• No ; fop this theft thou haft climb-'d...

The Works of Edmund Waller: Esq., in Verse and Prose

Edmund Waller, Percival Stockdale - 1772 - 330 oldal
...When nature's felf fo often errs? Sh,e for this many thoufamd years Seem» Seems to have praftis'd with much care, To frame the race of women fair; Yet...climb'd high'r, Than did PROMETHEUS for his fire. At P EN SH URS T. HAD DOROTHEA liv'd when mortals made Choice of their Deities, this lacred made Had held...

The Works of the English Poets, 8. kötet

Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 348 oldal
...ftill , When nature's felf fo often errs? She for this many thoufand years Seems to have praftis'd with much care, To frame the race of women fair ;...grow, That could this deathlefs piece compofe? In lilies ? or the fading rofe ? No; for this theft thou haft climb'd higher, «? Than did Prometheus...

The Works of the English Poets: Waller

Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 276 oldal
...of women fair ; Yet never could a perfect birth Produce before, to grace the earth : TOVANDYCK. +9 'Which waxed old, ere it could fee Her that amaz'd...grow, That could this deathlefs piece compofe ? In lilies? or the fading rofe ? No ; for this theft thou haft climb'd higher, Than did Prometheus for...

The Works of the English Poets: Waller

Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 346 oldal
...the yace of women fair ; Yet never could a perfeft birth Produce before^ to grace the earth : iWhich waxed old, ere it could fee Her that amaz'd thy Art,...grow, That could this deathlefs piece compofe ? In lilies ? or the fading rofe? No; for this theft thou haft climb'd higher, Than did Prometheus for his...

The Works of the British Poets, 5. kötet

Robert Anderson - 1795 - 740 oldal
...women fair ; Yet never could a perfect birth Produce before to grace the earth, Which waxed old e'er it could fee Her that amaz'd thy art and thee. But now 'tis done, O let me know Where thofe immortal colours grow That could this deathleft piece compofe! In lilies ? or the fading rofc .' No ; for this...

The Poetical Works of Edmund Waller ...

Edmund Waller - 1806 - 320 oldal
...Seems to have practis'd with much care, To frame the race of women fair ; Yet never could a perfect birth Produce before to grace the earth, Which waxed old ere it could see Her that amaz'd thy art and thee. But now 'tis done, O let me know Where those immortal colours...

The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including ..., 8. kötet

Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 654 oldal
...Seems to have practis'u with much care, To frame the race of women fair ; Yet never could a perfect birth Produce before, to grace the earth : Which waxed old, ere it could see Her, that amaz'd thy art, and thee. But now 'tis done, O let me know Where those immortal colours...

An Historical, Topographical and Descriptive Account of the Weald of Kent

Thomas Downes Wilmot Dearn - 1814 - 382 oldal
...never could a perfect birth Produce befqre to grace the earth i Which waxed old, 'ere it could see Her that amaz'd thy art and thee. , ,' - But now tis done, O let me know, Where those immortal colours grow, That could this deathless piece compose In lilies, or the fading rose...




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