ISBN: 1235935329

[EAN: 9781235935329], Nouveau livre, [SC: 12.17], [PU: RareBooksClub], ELIJAH FENTON,LINGUISTICS, This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 24 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.… More...

[EAN: 9781235935329], Nouveau livre, [SC: 12.17], [PU: RareBooksClub], ELIJAH FENTON,LINGUISTICS, This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 24 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1723 Excerpt: . . . lustre of his arms: Id gird the sword On the young warriors thigh, and send him forth, Resolvd to conquer in so just a cause, Or dauntless in her dear defence to fall. Her. Why then regret you with this rage of grief, The happier triumphs of auspicious peace Which he bestows For none but he had powr Tavert the furies of invasive war: For that sole pledge, Juda smiles to see Soft quiet spreading wide her turtle-wings Oer all her boundsj and him we both must own The guardian of our crown. Mar. The crown is bought Far, far too dear, with such a precious bribe! Prescrvd by mean submission to the frown Of alien states, whats he who wears it more Than a vain idol of imperial powr, Which moves subservient to the master-hand, No freedom left to will Had Csar urgd This haughty mandate, when the realm obeyd The founders of my Asmonan racej They woud have plurnd his eagles on the field! Her. Her. I neither envy, nor defame the deadj Peace to theirhonourd (hades! Nor shoud you praise Their actions, only in reproach to mine j Thats too severe. . When they the sceptre swayd, Rome had not stretchd the terror of her arms, From far Euphrates and the conquerd east, To Lufitania and thAtlantic main. If they reignd now, their prudence woud inspire The same pacific counsels I pursue j Since her vast powr makes all resistance vain: Vain as the fury which a wintry storm Dischargeth on the sea, whose waves enjoy Thimpetuous fuin of the rushing clouds, And swell with prouder state. ----Alas! thy breast Still heaves with sighs! Forbear!--My heart repays Each tear with drops of blood!--Provoke not heavn, By violating with superfluous grief, The brightest image of it self imprest On thy resembling graces. Mar. Though my tears Equald the dew. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN.<

2012, ISBN: 1235935329

[EAN: 9781235935329], Nouveau livre, [SC: 1.71], [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous… More...

[EAN: 9781235935329], Nouveau livre, [SC: 1.71], [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1723 Excerpt: .lustre of his arms: I d gird the sword On the young warrior s thigh, and send him forth, Resolv d to conquer in so just a cause, Or dauntless in her dear defence to fall. Her. Why then regret you with this rage of grief, The happier triumphs of auspicious peace Which he bestows? For none but he had pow r T avert the furies of invasive war: For that sole pledge, Judaea smiles to see Soft quiet spreading wide her turtle-wings O er all her boundsj and him we both must own The guardian of our crown. Mar. The crown is bought Far, far too dear, with such a precious bribe! Prescrv d by mean submission to the frown Of alien states, what s he who wears it more Than a vain idol of imperial pow r, Which moves subservient to the master-hand, No freedom left to will? Had Caesar urg d This haughty mandate, when the realm obey d The founders of my Asmon an racej They wou d have plurn d his eagles on the field! Her. Her. I neither envy, nor defame the deadj Peace to theirhonour d (hades! Nor shou d you praise Their actions, only in reproach to mine j That s too severe. When they the sceptre sway d, Rome had not stretch d the terror of her arms, From far Euphrates and the conquer d east, To Lufitania and th Atlantic main. If they reign d now, their prudence wou d inspire The same pacific counsels I pursue j Since her vast pow r makes all resistance vain: Vain as the fury which a wintry storm Dischargeth on the sea, whose waves enjoy Th impetuous fuin of the rushing clouds, And swell with prouder state.----Alas! thy breast Still heaves with sighs! Forbear!--My heart repays Each tear with drops of blood!--Provoke not heav n, By violating with superfluous grief, The brightest image of it self imprest On thy resembling graces. Mar. Though my tears Equal d the dew.<

2012, ISBN: 1235935329

[EAN: 9781235935329], Nouveau livre, [SC: 1.71], [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous … More...

[EAN: 9781235935329], Nouveau livre, [SC: 1.71], [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1723 Excerpt: .lustre of his arms: I d gird the sword On the young warrior s thigh, and send him forth, Resolv d to conquer in so just a cause, Or dauntless in her dear defence to fall. Her. Why then regret you with this rage of grief, The happier triumphs of auspicious peace Which he bestows? For none but he had pow r T avert the furies of invasive war: For that sole pledge, Judaea smiles to see Soft quiet spreading wide her turtle-wings O er all her boundsj and him we both must own The guardian of our crown. Mar. The crown is bought Far, far too dear, with such a precious bribe! Prescrv d by mean submission to the frown Of alien states, what s he who wears it more Than a vain idol of imperial pow r, Which moves subservient to the master-hand, No freedom left to will? Had Caesar urg d This haughty mandate, when the realm obey d The founders of my Asmon an racej They wou d have plurn d his eagles on the field! Her. Her. I neither envy, nor defame the deadj Peace to theirhonour d (hades! Nor shou d you praise Their actions, only in reproach to mine j That s too severe. When they the sceptre sway d, Rome had not stretch d the terror of her arms, From far Euphrates and the conquer d east, To Lufitania and th Atlantic main. If they reign d now, their prudence wou d inspire The same pacific counsels I pursue j Since her vast pow r makes all resistance vain: Vain as the fury which a wintry storm Dischargeth on the sea, whose waves enjoy Th impetuous fuin of the rushing clouds, And swell with prouder state.----Alas! thy breast Still heaves with sighs! Forbear!--My heart repays Each tear with drops of blood!--Provoke not heav n, By violating with superfluous grief, The brightest image of it self imprest On thy resembling graces. Mar. Though my tears Equal d the dew.<

2012, ISBN: 1235935329

[EAN: 9781235935329], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing… More...

[EAN: 9781235935329], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1723 Excerpt: .lustre of his arms: I d gird the sword On the young warrior s thigh, and send him forth, Resolv d to conquer in so just a cause, Or dauntless in her dear defence to fall. Her. Why then regret you with this rage of grief, The happier triumphs of auspicious peace Which he bestows? For none but he had pow r T avert the furies of invasive war: For that sole pledge, Judaea smiles to see Soft quiet spreading wide her turtle-wings O er all her boundsj and him we both must own The guardian of our crown. Mar. The crown is bought Far, far too dear, with such a precious bribe! Prescrv d by mean submission to the frown Of alien states, what s he who wears it more Than a vain idol of imperial pow r, Which moves subservient to the master-hand, No freedom left to will? Had Caesar urg d This haughty mandate, when the realm obey d The founders of my Asmon an racej They wou d have plurn d his eagles on the field! Her. Her. I neither envy, nor defame the deadj Peace to theirhonour d (hades! Nor shou d you praise Their actions, only in reproach to mine j That s too severe. When they the sceptre sway d, Rome had not stretch d the terror of her arms, From far Euphrates and the conquer d east, To Lufitania and th Atlantic main. If they reign d now, their prudence wou d inspire The same pacific counsels I pursue j Since her vast pow r makes all resistance vain: Vain as the fury which a wintry storm Dischargeth on the sea, whose waves enjoy Th impetuous fuin of the rushing clouds, And swell with prouder state.----Alas! thy breast Still heaves with sighs! Forbear!--My heart repays Each tear with drops of blood!--Provoke not heav n, By violating with superfluous grief, The brightest image of it self imprest On thy resembling graces. Mar. Though my tears Equal d the dew.<

2012, ISBN: 1235935329

[EAN: 9781235935329], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing … More...

[EAN: 9781235935329], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Language: English Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1723 Excerpt: .lustre of his arms: I d gird the sword On the young warrior s thigh, and send him forth, Resolv d to conquer in so just a cause, Or dauntless in her dear defence to fall. Her. Why then regret you with this rage of grief, The happier triumphs of auspicious peace Which he bestows? For none but he had pow r T avert the furies of invasive war: For that sole pledge, Judaea smiles to see Soft quiet spreading wide her turtle-wings O er all her boundsj and him we both must own The guardian of our crown. Mar. The crown is bought Far, far too dear, with such a precious bribe! Prescrv d by mean submission to the frown Of alien states, what s he who wears it more Than a vain idol of imperial pow r, Which moves subservient to the master-hand, No freedom left to will? Had Caesar urg d This haughty mandate, when the realm obey d The founders of my Asmon an racej They wou d have plurn d his eagles on the field! Her. Her. I neither envy, nor defame the deadj Peace to theirhonour d (hades! Nor shou d you praise Their actions, only in reproach to mine j That s too severe. When they the sceptre sway d, Rome had not stretch d the terror of her arms, From far Euphrates and the conquer d east, To Lufitania and th Atlantic main. If they reign d now, their prudence wou d inspire The same pacific counsels I pursue j Since her vast pow r makes all resistance vain: Vain as the fury which a wintry storm Dischargeth on the sea, whose waves enjoy Th impetuous fuin of the rushing clouds, And swell with prouder state.----Alas! thy breast Still heaves with sighs! Forbear!--My heart repays Each tear with drops of blood!--Provoke not heav n, By violating with superfluous grief, The brightest image of it self imprest On thy resembling graces. Mar. Though my tears Equal d the dew.<