Poems By Mr. Polwhele. In three volumes |
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First, be thy efforts guided, liberal youth!
To meliorate thy language, by the laws
Of rhythmic numbers; and enrich its vein
By figurative elegance. A flow
Of clear syllabic harmony, that strikes
With every fine variety of sound
The curious ear, can give ev'n weakness strength;
Set off the tritest subject, and attach
A luring manner to each dry detail.
To meliorate thy language, by the laws
Of rhythmic numbers; and enrich its vein
By figurative elegance. A flow
Of clear syllabic harmony, that strikes
With every fine variety of sound
The curious ear, can give ev'n weakness strength;
Set off the tritest subject, and attach
A luring manner to each dry detail.
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