On a young Lady Whose LORD was Travelling. (Anne Killigrew Poem)
NO sooner I pronounced Celindas name, But Troops of wing'd Pow'rs did chant the fame: Not those the Poets Bows ...
NO sooner I pronounced Celindas name, But Troops of wing'd Pow'rs did chant the fame: Not those the Poets Bows ...
LOng my dull Muse in heavy slumbers lay, Indulging Sloth, and to soft Ease gave way, Her Fill of Rest ...
WHen first Alexis did in Verse delight, His Muse in Low, but Graceful Numbers walk't, And now and then a ...
I Sing the Man that never Equal knew, Whose Mighty Arms all Asia did subdue, Whose Conquests through the spacious ...
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