| Alexander Pope - 1885 - 68 páginas
...spades. The clnb'a black tyrant first her victim dy'd, Spite of his haughty mien, and barb'rous pride. What boots the regal circle on his head, His giant limbs, in state unwieldy spread, yx That long behind he trails his pompons robe, And, of all monarchs, only grasps... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1889 - 590 páginas
...spades. The Club's black tyrant first her victim died, Spite of his haughty mien and barb'rous pride : What boots the regal circle on his head, His giant limbs in state unwieldy spread ; That long behind he trails his pompous robe, And, of all monarchs, only grasps... | |
| John Wesley Hales - 1889 - 442 páginas
...Spades. The Clnb's black Tyrant first her victim dy'd, Spite of his hanghty mien, and harb'rons pride. What boots the regal circle on his head, His giant limbs, in state nnwieldy spread, 360 The Baron now his Diamonds ponrs apace ; Th' embroider'd King who shows... | |
| Herbert Greenhough Smith - 1911 - 996 páginas
...verse ? The club's black tyrant first her victim died, Spite of his haughty mien and barbarous pride ; What boots the regal circle on his head, His giant limbs in state unwieldy spread ; That long behind he trails his pompous robe And, of all monarchs, only grasps... | |
| Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 páginas
...spades. The club's black tyrant first her victim died, Spite of his haughty mien and barbarous pride. 70 What boots the regal circle on his head, His giant limbs, in state unwieldy spread? That long behind he trails his pompous robe. And of all monarchs only grasps... | |
| Alexander Pope - 1998 - 260 páginas
...spades. The club's black tyrant first her victim died, Spite of his haughty mien, and barbarous pride: 70 What boots the regal circle on his head, His giant limbs, in state unwieldy spread; That long behind he trails his pompous robe, And, of all monarchs, only grasps... | |
| W. H. Auden - 2004 - 604 páginas
...Spades. The Club's black tyrant first her victim died, Spite of his haughty mien, and barb'rous pride: What boots the regal circle on his head, His giant limbs, in state unwieldy spread ; That long behind he trails his pompous robe, And, of all monarchs, only grasps... | |
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