The works of Mr. Thomas Brown Serious and Comical, In Prose and Verse; In four volumes. The Fourth Edition, Corrected, and much Enlarged from his Originals never before publish'd. With a key to all his Writings |
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Hor. Ode 8. l. 1. |
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Hor. Ode 8. l. 1.
Per omnes
Te Deos oro, Sybarin cur properes amando
Perdere? &c.
Te Deos oro, Sybarin cur properes amando
Perdere? &c.
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Tell me, O Lydia, for by Heavens I swear,You shan't deny so just a Prayer.
Tell me, why thus young Damon you destroy,
And nip the blooming Virtues of the lovely Boy.
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Why does he never throw the manly Bar;And practice the first Feats of War;
Or gaily shining in his Martial Pride,
With a strong artful Hand the foaming Courser guide.
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Why does he never grasp the pond'rous Shield,And meet his Equals in the Field:
Or when the Streams swell with the flowing Tide,
With his soft pliant Arms the Silver Thames divide.
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Why does he lurk, for I bewail his Doom,Like an Alsatian Bully still at Home,
That fears to walk abroad all day,
Lest eager hungry Cits shou'd hurry him away.
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