The White Devil. (Daniel Baker Poems)
For Wit and Beauty she may vie With any mortal Brain, or Face: But, ah! where's noble Virtue? where shall ...
For Wit and Beauty she may vie With any mortal Brain, or Face: But, ah! where's noble Virtue? where shall ...
My Friend, perswade me not to stay, When Love and Beauty calls away: Let him be wretched, whom the Rain ...
The British Land in former Time Was thought too phlegmatick a Clime, Too cold for Verse to thrive and grow ...
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