The Triumphs of Temper: A Poem: in Six CantosT. Cadell & W. Davies, Strand, 1817 - Broj stranica: 166 |
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1-CANTO æther airy bard beauty beauty's blest bliss bosom bright bright eye brow Caliban CANTO charms cheek convey'd cries delight dome dread eager earth enchanting eyes fair fancy fashion's fate fear feels female fiend FILLIGREE fire fixt flame fluttering fond fondly frame friendly frown gauze gaz'd gentle glory gorgon gout grace guardian happy heart heavenly hope hour Iliad infernal innocence inspir'd keen kind knight light lively mind lyre magic maid mild mind Moorish mortal ne'er nymph o'er pain passion peer phantom Pleas'd pleasure pleasure's poison'd pomp pride promis'd queen quick Rapture rise rose round scene secret seem'd SERENA Shines sight sire smile soft SOPHROSYNE soul sparkling spectre spell spirit Spleen spoke sportive sprite strife sullen survey'd sway sweet swelling Sycorax tender thee thou thought thro trepan TRIUMPHS OF TEMPER vapours vex'd vext view'd village maid voice warm youth
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