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" While partial Fame doth with her blasts adorn Such deeds alone as pride and pomp disguise; Deeds of ill sort, and mischievous emprize... "
A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands: With Notes - Page 243
1782
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The Child, Volume 8

1918 - 630 pages
...demonstrate the tyranny of man over man. ' ' REGINALD A. BRAY. " In ev'ry village mark'd with little spire, Embow'r'd in trees and hardly known to fame. There dwells, in lowly shades and mean attire, A matron old, whom we Schoolmistress name. Who boists unruly brats with birch...
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Poems on Several Occasions: Written in the Eighteenth Century

Kathleen Winifred Campbell - 1926 - 220 pages
...of ill sort, and mischievous emprize ! Lend me thy clarion, goddess ! let me try To sound the praise of merit, ere it dies ; Such as I oft have chaunced to espy, Lost in the dreary shades of dull obscurity. II In ev'ry village mark'd with little spire, Embow'r'd...
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Poems on Several Occasions: Written in the Eighteenth Century

Kathleen Winifred Campbell - 1926 - 224 pages
...to espy, Lost in the dreary shades of dull obscurity. II In ev'ry village mark'd with little spire, Embow'r'd in trees, and hardly known to Fame, There dwells, in lowly shed, and mean attire, A matron old, whom we School-mistress name ; Who boasts unruly brats with birch...
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Nature and the Country in English Poetry of the First Half of the Eighteenth ...

C. E. de Haas - 1928 - 334 pages
...of ill sort, and mischievous emprize! Lend me thy clarion, goddess! let me try To sound the praise of merit, ere it dies; Such as I oft have chaunced to espy, Lost in the dreary shades of dull obscurity. II. In ev'ry village mark'd with little spire, Embow'r'd...
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Nature and the Country in English Poetry of the First Half of the Eighteenth ...

C. E. de Haas - 1928 - 322 pages
...of ill sort, and mischievous emprize! Lend me thy clarion, goddess! let me try To sound the praise of merit, ere it dies; Such as I oft have chaunced to espy, Lost in the dreary shades of dull obscurity. r II. In ev'ry village mark'd with little spire,...
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