Poems by Sir John Carr
page 69 of 140 (49%)
page 69 of 140 (49%)
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UPON SEEING THE DILAPIDATED STATE OF _BETHLEM HOSPITAL_. Well with the _purpose_ does the _place_ agree; For e'en the very house is _crack'd_, you see. EPIGRAM ON THE GRAVE OF ROBESPIERRE. _ORIGINAL_. Passant, ne pleure point son sort; Car, s'il vivait, tu serais mort. _TRANSLATION_. Nay, passenger, don't mourn his lot; If he had liv'd, why you had not. |
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