Till, faint and weak, Secander thus began : SECANDER. O stay thee, Agib, for my feet deny, No longer friendly to my life, to fly. Friend of my heart, O turn thee <* Trace our sad flight through all its length of way... The Works of the British Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical - Pàgina 509 editat per - 1795 Visualització completa -
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