The Poems of John Dryden, Ed., with an Introduction and Textual NotesG. Cumberlege, Oxford University Press, 1948 - 606 pagina's |
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... Honour from one of those Athletick Brutes whom undeservedly we call Heroes . Curs'd be the Poet , who first honour'd with that Name a meer Ajax , a Man - killing Ideot . The Ulysses of Ovid upbraids his Ignorance , that he understood ...
... Honour from one of those Athletick Brutes whom undeservedly we call Heroes . Curs'd be the Poet , who first honour'd with that Name a meer Ajax , a Man - killing Ideot . The Ulysses of Ovid upbraids his Ignorance , that he understood ...
Pagina 340
... Honour strive , Our true Nobility from him derive . 391 Your Ancestors , who puff your Mind with Pride , And vast Estates to mighty Titles ty'd , Did not your Honour , but their own advance , For Virtue comes not by Inheritance . If you ...
... Honour strive , Our true Nobility from him derive . 391 Your Ancestors , who puff your Mind with Pride , And vast Estates to mighty Titles ty'd , Did not your Honour , but their own advance , For Virtue comes not by Inheritance . If you ...
Pagina 443
... Honour , and redeem your own . ) He said , and saying cast his arms about Her Neck , and begg'd her to resolve the Doubt . 1070 ' Tis hard to judge if Climenè were mov'd More by his Pray'r , whom she so dearly lov'd , Or more with fury ...
... Honour , and redeem your own . ) He said , and saying cast his arms about Her Neck , and begg'd her to resolve the Doubt . 1070 ' Tis hard to judge if Climenè were mov'd More by his Pray'r , whom she so dearly lov'd , Or more with fury ...
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