What though no credit doubting wits may give? The fair and innocent shall still believe. Know then, unnumber'd spirits round thee fly, The light militia of the lower sky: These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the Box, and hover round the... Miscellaneous Poems and Translations: By Several Hands. Particularly, I ... - Halaman 75 1720 Tampilan utuh -
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