The Course of Time: A Poem, in Ten BooksC. Wells, 1839 - Всего страниц: 248 |
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... Twas this dug hell , and kindled all its bounds With wrath and inextinguishable fire . Free was the offer , free to all , of life And of salvation ; but the proud of heart , Because ' twas free , would not accept ; and still To merit ...
... Twas this dug hell , and kindled all its bounds With wrath and inextinguishable fire . Free was the offer , free to all , of life And of salvation ; but the proud of heart , Because ' twas free , would not accept ; and still To merit ...
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... twas sad , To all most sorrowful and sad - to guilt ' Twas anguish , terror , darkness , without bow . But O , it had a most convincing tongue , A potent oratory , that secured Most mute attention and it spoke the truth So boldly ...
... twas sad , To all most sorrowful and sad - to guilt ' Twas anguish , terror , darkness , without bow . But O , it had a most convincing tongue , A potent oratory , that secured Most mute attention and it spoke the truth So boldly ...
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... Twas pitiful to see the hopes of all The year , the yellow harvest , made a heap , By rains of judgment ; or by torrents swept , With flocks and cattle , down the raging flood ; Or scattered by the winnowing winds , that bore , Upon ...
... Twas pitiful to see the hopes of all The year , the yellow harvest , made a heap , By rains of judgment ; or by torrents swept , With flocks and cattle , down the raging flood ; Or scattered by the winnowing winds , that bore , Upon ...
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age to age angels bard beneath blasphemy bliss blood blood divine breath burning chariots of fire curse damned dark death deeds deep divine drank earth earthly endless endless pain eternal everlasting evermore face fair faith fear fell fools gave gazed glorious glory God's grace grew groan hand happiness harp hast heard heart heaven heavenly hell hills holy honour hope horrid immortal infinite Jehovah light living looked loud lyre mercy Messiah morn mortal mortal vision ne'er night numbers o'er Omnipotent peace praise pride redeemed retired righteous ROBERT POLLOK rolled rose round sacred saints Satan seemed seen seraph sighs sight sincere sing smiled song sought soul stars stood sung sweet taught tears thee things thou thought throne thunders took truth Twas utter vale virtue voice walked weep wicked winds wing wisdom wished withered wonder words wrath youth