The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Volumen 9Alexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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... Hippolytus by Phædra fell . These crimes revengeful matrons did commit : Hotter their lust , and sharper is their wit . Doubt not from them an easy victory : Scarce of a thousand dames will one deny . All women are content that men ...
... Hippolytus by Phædra fell . These crimes revengeful matrons did commit : Hotter their lust , and sharper is their wit . Doubt not from them an easy victory : Scarce of a thousand dames will one deny . All women are content that men ...
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... Hippolytus was Phædra's care : And Venus thought the rude Adonis fair . Be not too finical ; but yet be clean : And wear well - fashion'd clothes , like other men . Let not your teeth be yellow , or be foul ; Nor in wide shoes your feet ...
... Hippolytus was Phædra's care : And Venus thought the rude Adonis fair . Be not too finical ; but yet be clean : And wear well - fashion'd clothes , like other men . Let not your teeth be yellow , or be foul ; Nor in wide shoes your feet ...
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The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Volumen 9 Alexander Chalmers Vista completa - 1810 |
The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Volumen 9 Alexander Chalmers Vista completa - 1810 |
The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Volumen 9 Alexander Chalmers Vista completa - 1810 |
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