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... vanish'd war, Actium, Lepanto, fatal Trafalgar; Mark them unmoved, for he
would not delight (Born beneath some remote inglorious star) In themes of
bloody fray, or gallant fight, But loathed the bravo's trade, and laugh'd at martial
wight. XLI.
... vanish'd war, Actium, Lepanto, fatal Trafalgar; Mark them unmoved, for he
would not delight (Born beneath some remote inglorious star) In themes of
bloody fray, or gallant fight, But loathed the bravo's trade, and laugh'd at martial
wight. XLI.
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... Mark them unmoved , for he would not delight ( Born beneath some remote
inglorious star ) In themes of bloody fray , or gallant fight , But loathed the bravo's
trade , and laugh'd at martial wight . XLI . But when he saw the evening star
above ...
... Mark them unmoved , for he would not delight ( Born beneath some remote
inglorious star ) In themes of bloody fray , or gallant fight , But loathed the bravo's
trade , and laugh'd at martial wight . XLI . But when he saw the evening star
above ...
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L. Here in the sultriest season let him rest , Fresh is the green beneath those
aged trees ; Here winds of gentlest wing will fan his breast , From heaven itself he
may inhale the breeze : The plain is far beneath - oh ! let him seize Pure pleasure
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L. Here in the sultriest season let him rest , Fresh is the green beneath those
aged trees ; Here winds of gentlest wing will fan his breast , From heaven itself he
may inhale the breeze : The plain is far beneath - oh ! let him seize Pure pleasure
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