The Lottery, a Poem in Two Parts: And An Ode to WarJ. Robinson, 1815 - 71 sider |
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The Lottery,: A Poem in Two Parts. and an Ode to War Edward Denison Ingen forhåndsvisning tilgjengelig - 2015 |
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aloft argent assail aver'd Balaam bandy bear bone brother Cabby call'd careless chance clothes cross'd cure deep delight doubt dread drest dropt dust e'er earth Edward Edward Denison ev'ry fain fair faith falls the Bard fam❜d father fear feel folly's form'd fortune gaily gemmen knows give Goddess gold grave ground head hear Howe'er i'th usual infant keep labour lancet learning light LOTTERY lov'd lucky magick mend Muse musick ne'er neat night nose nought numbers o'er once Pegasus Perhaps plenteous Poor Ned pow'r pray pray'r prest prize reason's rest rich rude sav'd Says Lather scarce Sexton shews shield silver sire sleep sloe snail soon sooner spite stage-eyed steed stick strange sure swears tis hard sweet tall-man's testa est thee There's thought thousand Tis plain Tis true told trade Twas Twill unto wand'ring wise wond'rous
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Side 2 - IDE, of the said District, hath deposited in this office, the title of a book, the right whereof he claims as proprietor, in the words following, to wit : " Inductive Grammar, designed for beginners. By an Instructer." In conformity to the act of the Congress of the United States...
Side 2 - In conformity to the act of the Congress of the United States, entitled, « An act for the encouragement of learning, by securing the copies of maps, charts, and books, to the authors and proprietors of such copies, during the times therein mentioned.
Side 2 - And also to an Act, entitled, • An Act. supplementary to an Act. entitled. An Act for the encouragement of learning, by securing the copies of Maps, Charts, and Books, to the authors and proprietors of such copies, during the tunes therein mentioned, and extending the benefits thereof to the arts of designing, engraving, and etching historical and other prints.
Side 14 - The silly man may buy a ticket Perhaps 'twill open reason's wicket. The lucky are accounted wise, And so they are—in folly's eyes, Who nought but fortune deifies.