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" I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. "
The poets of Great Britain complete from Chaucer to Churchill - Page 125
by John Bell - 1807
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Selections from the British Poets, Volume 1

1840 - 372 pages
...fatigued I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star rages ! nay, 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam or Parnassus is let out : Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me or what shades can hide? They...
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Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson ...

John Aikin - 1841 - 840 pages
...'tis past a doubt. All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let oat: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, ikin Ihey renew the charge ; They stop Ihe chariot, and they board the barge. No place is sacred, not the...
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Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson ...

John Aikin - 1843 - 826 pages
...fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay, 'tis past a doubt, s barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat, by merit rais'd To that bad eminenc They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide T They...
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The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: To which is Prefixed, a Life of the ...

Alexander Pope - 1846 - 320 pages
...never he found out hut hy its truth ainl likeness. P. ' SHUT, shut the door, good John," fatigued, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead.'...let out : Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide ? They...
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Wit and Humor

Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 282 pages
...I said : Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star rages ! nay, 't is past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out : Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide ? They...
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Wit and Humour, Selected from the English Poets; with an Illustrative Essay ...

Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 410 pages
...I said ; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I 'm dead. The dog-star rages ! nay, 't is past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out : Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide ? They...
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The book of poetry [ed. by B.G. Johns].

Book - 1847 - 216 pages
...THE PROLOGUE TO THE SATIRES ADDRESSED TO ARBUTHNOT BY POPE. SHUT up the door, good John ! fatigued, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, — I'm...let out : Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide? They...
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The book of poetry [ed. by B.G. Johns].

Book - 1847 - 206 pages
...said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, — I'm dead. The dog-star rages ! nay, 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam or Parnassus is let out : Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide? They...
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General principles of grammar

General principles - 1847 - 132 pages
...I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dogstar rages ; nay, 'tis past a doubt — All Bedlam or Parnassus is let out. Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide, They...
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The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: To which is Prefixed a Life of the Author

Alexander Pope - 1848 - 642 pages
...or Parnassus, is let out : Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and medden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades...my thickets, through my grot they glide ; By land, hy water, they renew the charge ; They stop the chariot, and they hoard the harge. No place is sacred,...
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