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1561. To you great gods I make my last appeal

First Line:: To you great gods I make my last appeal
Last Line:: My hands are guilty but my heart is free
Author:: John Dryden (Absolute)
DMI number:: 18874

1562. To you the drudgery of power I give

First Line:: To you the drudgery of power I give
Last Line:: And second causes did the work of fate
Author:: John Dryden (Absolute)
DMI number:: 18742

1563. To you who live in chill degree

First Line:: To you who live in chill degree
Last Line:: Has writ without a ten years warning
Author:: John Dryden (Absolute)
DMI number:: 3939

1564. To prove religion true

First Line:: To prove religion true
Last Line:: In age defend what infancy obeyed
Author:: John Dryden (Absolute)
DMI number:: 20583

1565. To providence and chance commit the rest

First Line:: To providence and chance commit the rest
Last Line:: Let us but love enough and we are blest
Author:: John Dryden (Absolute)
DMI number:: 19463

1566. To say this comedy pleased long ago

First Line:: To say this comedy pleased long ago
Last Line:: These men write that which no man else would steal
Author:: John Dryden (Absolute)
DMI number:: 4025

1567. To close the pomp Aethon the steed of state

First Line:: To close the pomp Aethon the steed of state
Last Line:: He walks and the big tears run rolling down his face
Author:: John Dryden (Absolute)
DMI number:: 12899

1568. Twas on a joyless and a gloomy morn

First Line:: Twas on a joyless and a gloomy morn
Last Line:: For like Amyntas none is left below
Author:: John Dryden (Absolute)
DMI number:: 4147

1569. Twas still low ebb of night when not a star

First Line:: Twas still low ebb of night when not a star
Last Line:: Her steepy rise and her declining race
DMI number:: 39961

1570. Twas at the royal feast for Persia won

First Line:: Twas at the royal feast for Persia won
Last Line:: Could swell the soul to rage or kindle soft desire
Author:: John Dryden (Absolute)
DMI number:: 31010

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