The Art of English Poetry V.2
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Lee Alex i- Nothing in vain the Gods create ; This Bough was made to haiku Fate.
'Tvvas in Companion of our Woe, That Nature Sril made Poifons grow; For hopelels Wretches, fuch as I, Kindly providing Means to die.
As Mothers do their Children keep, So Nature feeds, and makes us fleep : ft The Indifpos'd fhe does invite, To go to Bed before 'tis Night.
Dead I fhall be, as when unborn, And then I knew nor Love, nor Scorn, Like Slaves redeem'd, Death fets us free From Paffion and from Injury.
The ...Living, chain'd to Fortune's Wheel, In Triumph led, her Changes feel ,: And Conquerors kept Poifons by, Prepar'd for her Inconilancy.
Bays againft Thunder might defend their Brow j : But againftLove andFortune here's the Bough. Wall, .
Quick Shootings thro' my Limbs, and pricking Pains 5 Qualms at my Heart, Convulfions in my Nerves, Shiv'rings of Cold, and Burning of my Entrails, Within my little World make medley War, Lofe and regain, beat and are beaten back, As momentary Victors quit their Ground ; F 5 Some 130 Polyphemus and his Den.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Lee Alex i- Nothing in vain the Gods create ; This Bough was made to haiku Fate.
'Tvvas in Companion of our Woe, That Nature Sril made Poifons grow; For hopelels Wretches, fuch as I, Kindly providing Means to die.
As Mothers do their Children keep, So Nature feeds, and makes us fleep : ft The Indifpos'd fhe does invite, To go to Bed before 'tis Night.
Dead I fhall be, as when unborn, And then I knew nor Love, nor Scorn, Like Slaves redeem'd, Death fets us free From Paffion and from Injury.
The ...Living, chain'd to Fortune's Wheel, In Triumph led, her Changes feel ,: And Conquerors kept Poifons by, Prepar'd for her Inconilancy.
Bays againft Thunder might defend their Brow j : But againftLove andFortune here's the Bough. Wall, .
Quick Shootings thro' my Limbs, and pricking Pains 5 Qualms at my Heart, Convulfions in my Nerves, Shiv'rings of Cold, and Burning of my Entrails, Within my little World make medley War, Lofe and regain, beat and are beaten back, As momentary Victors quit their Ground ; F 5 Some 130 Polyphemus and his Den.
What to read after The Art of English Poetry V.2?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Bysshe, Edward, Fl. 1712 to read onlineMoreLess
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